After rushing into the woods to rendezvous with George and Fred, Allie stuck as close to the edge of the village as possible to avoid the crowds, sprinting all the way toward the eastern mountains.
The further east they went, the sparser the vegetation became, and the howling wind and snow grew increasingly fierce. Irregular, stubborn boulders covered ground that was already hard, making the path even more rugged.
"Allie..." George glanced sideways and called out softly behind him.
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