FFM19: Blood Moon
"We just have to wait it out." Wynn closed the curtain, and collapsed on a pile of blankets. Maxwell dropped down beside his sister, and shuffled the arrangement of pillows and blankets to cover them both completely.
"Yea, I guess so." He sighed, and Wynn shoved his arm.
"You shouldn't worry so much. The kids are on a different mission, and it's not like we're ill prepared."
"Your right." He shoved her back, and rolled over. "We're always prepared."
Outside, the snowstorm picked up intensity, and a blood moon hung on the horizon.
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