Soft shuffling brought me slowly to awareness as people began to stir and morning light began to tease the horizon. I crawled down from the top bunk of Buggy 8, barely able to crouch upright despite my 5’2” stature. Dawn cast a gentle purple glow across the barren tundra pools. I glanced at Lance over breakfast, sipping my coffee, “Quite a way to start the day…”
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