Death becomes them...

Jan 12, 2006 12:10

We had spent a few whole days on this miserable island, with no sign of rescue, and a dying hope of survival. The pilot... he was gone. Food, what little we'd even had to begin with was beyond short supply. People were still panicking ( Read more... )

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cantbeahero January 17 2006, 03:22:48 UTC
There was nothing we could have done, there was nothing we could have done. I kept repeating the words in my head as my eyes morbidly tracked along the wounds in sun's mutilated body. Finally I couldn't look anymore and I closed my eyes and tightened my arms around Kate's slightly shaking form ( ... )

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