Bramblepoint [M] Everyone swimming in a champagne sea

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With her daughter off with Bridget, Ibis could set up their camp to take in any more injured bodies that they found. It wasn't much; she dug out a shallow cache for the herbs that she had brought and worked at forming some kind of shelter, half using the packed snow and half using whatever natural formations of fallen trees or hollows she could find. Throughout all the work she felt hot and bothered — as if she could melt the snow with a single look — and an increasing nervous energy that moved across her skin.

Ibis had to stop and take frequent breaks, feeling as if she might overheat. The blustering chill of winter had been strong when the trio had arrived in the forest but had since dwindled, and now she wished it would come again to cool her; instead she found a familiar scent wreathing around her, which was a surprise to her. Now was not the time to be pining for the touch of her husband — there was work to be done — and, yet...