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A Man in Love with the Sea and the Ships that Sail
It was the storm of the century, no doubt about it, gales whipping at the windows, snow piling up against the doors of the quaint mountain lodge. This scenario was well prepared for, the cellars were stocked full to bursting with food for ten and firewood to last through ten winters. Everything would be like every winter before, alone in the secluded lodge, a winter of peace, if not for that one. They had shown up half frozen to death in the first throughs of the storm, propped against the doorframe like a discarded pack, you had no choice but to take them in and do your best to nurse them back to health. That was how you came to spend your winter with a total stranger, alone in the mountains, the two of you. Well, it can be said with great confidence that the two would not be strangers for too long, as the brick confessional of a warm hearth brings to light that which one had hidden deep in the coldest reaches of their heart. How will these unexpected companions deal with their new counterpart?
