A slight hint of warmth started to spread only after the fire blazed on the stove, but she remained shivering in cold. She did not know how much longer she needed to endure as she had no idea when the winter would be over.
Her wait seemed to be endless.
She wrapped herself tightly in a blanket. With the warmth of the blanket, she managed to pass through the night in peace.
She woke up early on the second day and spent most of the day outside. What else could she do aside from being anxious and waiting for death?
She wanted to live. Hence, she needed to work harder and be vigilant under difficult circumstances. Even the smallest barely noticeable firewood might save her life. If she was lucky, she might be able to come across a frozen rabbit or a wild chicken. The mountain actually had plenty of resources, she just needed some luck.
