Ashok looked back across the frozen tundra toward the snow capped mountains. He had been walking day and night for at least two days, although he couldn’t be sure, since he was somewhat disoriented. He thought he was heading east, as the sun was slowly setting the over the mountain range and he was still lucid enough to remember that the sun sets in the west.

Or was he actually looking back toward the sunrise? He was confused. Maybe he was heading west. Maybe he was walking in circles. He was so tired, so cold, so hungry. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could go on like this.

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