[The crunching of snow comes to an abrupt stop as soon as Lucia opens her mouth, but that might be more of a curse than a blessing. As soon as Lucia makes her presence known, the heavy pressure of being watched falls upon her.
Somewhere out in the darkness, tiny pinpricks come into view if Lucia squints closely enough.
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Somewhere out in the darkness, tiny pinpricks come into view if Lucia squints closely enough.
They blink.]