Aster, being a baby, had no clear sense of how much time had passed. Babies don't have clocks in their tiny heads to tell time, so he was simply drifting through the moments. All he knew was that his mom had been walking for what felt like a really, really long time. In baby terms, it might as well have been forever, though, in the world of grown-ups, it was just a few hours. It wasn't even afternoon yet when you looked at the sun in the sky. His mom, Nivalis, was working hard, pulling a sled that held all their belongings, including Aster and his big sister, Silvia.
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