Ice cycles hung from my nose hands were stuck to my gun; froze. All alone in a storm of white couldn't tell day from night. ... Read full text
Conflict is portrayed as a drama of conciousness; foe and comrades being resolved in a battle for reasoning
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Conflict is portrayed as a drama of conciousness; foe and comrades being resolved in a battle for reasoning