Lormia and Ree alChapter 3
A small dell was the best camp Ree'al could find and it afforded little shelter on the wind swept slope. Between the wind and snow, there was no chance of starting a fire. The travelers would have to bundle up as best they could. An hour after dark Lormia spoke from her cocoon of clothes and blankets, "Ree'al, I can't feel my feet. Are they frozen?" "No, they aren't frozen yet. It's too early in the night for frost bite. That will come in the small hours of the morning when our...