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TIM SEVENHUYSEN: The Opportunist

The howling of wolves pierced the frosty twilight air.

“If I weren’t so scared for my life,” whispered Mina, “I’d find that eerily beautiful.”

“I think it’s still possible to find something beautiful when you’re scared,” whispered Frederick.

“Are you flirting with me?” asked Mina.

She never got an answer.