Lost in winter 3

French Alps, 7 p.m. The sun has probably already set, and since the sky is cloudy, this high plateau will very quickly be plunged into total darkness. Building a campfire is the top priority, while it's still possible to gather wood, but the light is fading fast. There it is, the bivouac is ready; these young trees seem to form a circle around the fire, offering me an unexpected, imaginary companionship.