But Toren was sure he’d done everything right this time. All night long he’d been pushing snow together like Erin had told him. He’d made a very tall wall, and that was good, wasn’t it? There wasn’t anything Erin could find wrong with his wall. “Hey! How am I supposed to get out?” Toren paused. Then he turned his head 180° and stared at the wall. Oh.
Poor baby
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