The wind outside blocked off windows howled with a fairly unnatural ferocity, like whistling clockwork to judge the passing of time. Like nature decided it had enough of keeping the sun's warmth on its surface at all.
"And then the system just went and put it in me instead. Figur…atively speaking."
Though I wouldn't put it past this weird not-magic to be stabilizing my temperature somehow by siphoning the needed amount from somewhere strange. Maybe even just conserving the excess I put off?
My thoughts drifted a lot lately, especially since the power went out in this mere '7' survival rated large abandoned 'LTER' living area. Another two weeks have passed since the solstice. Since my son was born.
Since the world began freezing over entirely, as far as I can tell. Which is as far as you can see within the constant flurries.
