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From light tremors and quiet gasps while she slept to sitting up in a f l a s h, inhaling deeply and staring HORROR STRICKEN at her own hands. A sheen of cold sweat covered her body and Astrid mildly wondered whether it could ever actually be warm. The glass windows were frozen over and a quick glance to her side saw Mal hogging all the blankets, as the room temperature had decreased significantly. Memories of her night terrors had Astrid practically flinging herself off the bed, getting herself as far away from Mal as the room would allow, back pressed to the cold wall.

















