Late At Night, Wind Picking Up :

Oct 11, 2004 23:23

Against the grain, Hurley decides against the pow-wow that is forming around the campfire that Sawyer set up so that he could get some quiet time in before sleep. Resting under a hidden overhang just barely in the woods, he watches them as they talk and writes slowly. So tired.I found fruit. All shall worship me for I am the fruit finder ( Read more... )

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morbidmuse October 12 2004, 12:22:33 UTC
Yay, Hurley! I love the way you write him. Hope to see more soon.

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