“I can’t move anymore, big guy…” I sighed heavily. My body was so sore that it felt like it was screaming, begging me to just stop moving. He seized the back of my shorts, lifting me off the cold, rocky ground, and shifted me forward until I found myself lying on a thick bed of furs. I blinked, my eyes darting around the space through my half-shut lids. It was like a little cubby hole, just big enough for a bed, and I was lying right in the middle of it. He had an accumulation of furs, making the round space so incredibly cozy, soft, and warm that I wanted to cry. The ceiling wasn’t too high,
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