Chapter 85

It had been hours since I'd been stuck on top of this stupid cliff, and my body was racking from the shivers of the cold. The rain had come to a gradual shower, but of course, it couldn't be followed by sun, oh no; it had to be followed by gale force winds. Thank you, life. My arms had gone limp and so I couldn't even crawl into a ball anymore, they were just numb on the ground next to me. I'd managed to tuck my feet underneath myself slightly but it hadn't done much good. The fact that I was soaked before this made the wind even more cold, my hair and body still damp and freezing. My lips were probably purple by now along with my eyelids and nose, the cut on my face all but forgotten. I could guarantee that I had caught some sort of frost-bite on my nose and my fingers had started to become blue awhile back. I was going to die... I could feel it. I didn't want to die, not yet... oh God. On the inside I was panicking, wishing for some sort of saving grace to a