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Sam's Forest Exile - Stillness

Added 2025-01-15 21:00:07 +0000 UTC

Sorry guys, was late to add the text!

And this of course is the first time Sam has been seen in... a year? She has a bit of a new look so feedback welcome!

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Deep in the wilderness, Sam has little to no supplies but for what rudimentary tools she has built. This means that the Winter brings with it horrendous, biting cold, terrifying darkness, and madness inducing silence.

It's her favourite season.

The moonlit nights give the sweat glistening on her pale skin a haunting beauty. The cold forces her awake for longer and longer periods that can be spent deepening her training and endurance. The quiet, to her is peaceful. She can hear her breaths, her gasps, even her pulse as she stands in it, stressing her body for the hours it takes to break her static holds.

Logs roughly cut by her are barely small enough for her to grip, and still have sharp splinters that hurt her hands. The rocks, positioned with care in hand-hewn sacks act as further weight and strain. Her feet, dug and still in the snow, scream with pain - a good sign, as it means she can still fight off the hypothermia.

Whenever Sam collapses, in those brief moments before she starts her next training set, she'll relish this continued silence.