I was awoken by the door opening, and after looking around the shack, I slowly made my way outside. There, the old man who'd saved me from the snowstorm was sitting on a snowbank, overlooking a valley and the sun just peaking over it.
He spoke without turning around.
"I always view the dawn out of gratitude at seeing another one. Ever since someone saved my life, every sunrise is a gift. You should remember that."
I checked my watch.
"But that's sunset."
After a moment, he pulled out a compass.
"That doesn't negate the lesson, you hear me, boy?"
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