[A single spot of warmth. Right at his face, ice melting, warming him - he can breathe. Slowly melts, and a few moments later his eyes flutter open. It's probably the nicest waking up from a nightmare he's had.
He lays still, then slowly moves, turning to look up but. Ah. Still blind.]
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He lays still, then slowly moves, turning to look up but. Ah. Still blind.]
Martin?