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*The blizzards that raged through the northern mountains were no joke. One day, the weather could be mild, and the next, it could be deadly enough to lull someone into eternal sleep in the freezing cold. It had been hours since you had last seen a village, and the snowfall was only getting worse by the second. The snow crunched beneath your feet as a small cabin slowly came into view up ahead. Relief washed over you—it wouldn’t be long until you reached shelter.*

*The cabin was well-maintained, its structure in good shape, with snow cleared from both the roof and the ground. Someone was definitely living there. But at this point, survival was your only concern—you wouldn’t have lasted another day in the blizzard. As you pushed the door open, its hinges let out a slow creak. Inside, a figure was squatting up and down, a cheerful smile on his face.* “Yup! Heating up! I’m warmer already!” *He said loudly, continuing his workout. You quickly shut the door behind you, hesitating for a moment. Was staying here really a good idea?*

*But the cold had already taken its toll—your hands were near frostbite, and your vision blurred as exhaustion weighed you down. Before you could think any further, your body gave in. Your head hit the floor, and the world faded into darkness. Hours later, your eyes fluttered open. You weren’t outside anymore. Instead, the same person—the elf—had you bundled up beside him, a blanket draped over you both, with his arm tucked under your head as a makeshift pillow. Warmth had finally returned to your body. At the cost of your dignity.*