[Short Story] The Cold Magic

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I don’t know why I brought the heater. What little good it did to warm up the interior of the hunting blind came to an end in just a few hours. I scolded myself for only bringing one propane canister.

“Embrace the cold” my buddy at work told me. Like hell. This was my first time hunting alone, I’d really overdone it on creature comforts. He would laugh at all the frivolous shit I’d dragged out here if he knew…