Base Nature (23 page)

^{Lu
cky it was nick
e
l n
o
t act
u
al
s
ilv
er
…}

She had want
e
d
to
s
ur
viv
e
.
S
he
was
st
r
o
n
g
e
r
than
she th
o
u
ght.
A w
o
u
n
de
d wa
rr
i
o
r
.
A
d
amag
e
d
av
e
ng
er
.
I
nsi
d
e
h
e
r
was
a
f
ight
e
r
that
she had
l
o
st
si
g
ht
o
f.
She call
e
d
to
h
i
s
b
l
oo
d
.
Bu
t
in
m
o
r
e
ways than
o
n
e
.
I
nitially
to
p
r
o
t
e
ct
h
e
r
bu
t
s
e
c
o
n
d
ly
t
o shift and
take
h
er
. Change
h
er
.

G
a
rre
t
t
had n
e
v
e
r
chang
e
d
a
n
y
o
n
e
.
E
v
er
.
He
h
a
d
n
’
t
n
eed
e
d
t
o
,
h
i
s
mate
had al
re
a
d
y
bee
n
w
o
lf.
A
nd
the
pack
f
r
o
wn
e
d
u
p
o
n
cha
n
ging.
V
er
y
f
e
w
instanc
e
s
w
er
e all
o
w
ed
.

Y
o
u’r
e
n
o
t pack
a
nym
o
re
.

He
ro
ll
e
d
o
v
e
r
to
h
is
s
i
de
,
will
i
ng
h
ims
e
lf
to
sl
ee
p.
I
f
he
sl
e
pt
he
w
o
u
l
d
n
’
t
pick
at the
scab
o
f
the
d
ay.
He
w
o
u
l
d
n
’
t
t
ur
n
o
v
e
r
e
v
er
y
bre
ath
L
iv
h
ad
tak
e
n
o
r
h
o
w
l
o
n
g
it had
bee
n
s
ince
E
il
ee
n
had
dr
awn
a
n
y
bre
ath
at
all.
Sl
ee
p
w
o
u
ld
give him
a
little
b
it
o
f p
e
ac
e
.

T
he
ph
o
ne
r
ang
and
he j
o
lt
ed
.
T
he
c
l
o
ck
s
h
o
w
e
d
it
was
b
a
re
ly
past
t
e
n.
N
o
w
o
n
de
r he
c
o
u
l
d
n
’
t
fall
a
sl
ee
p.
I
t
was
s
t
ill
e
a
r
ly
e
n
o
u
gh f
o
r
s
o
m
e
o
ne
t
o
p
h
o
ne
him
bu
t
he
w
a
s
d
o
ne
with
this
d
ay.
R
e
a
d
y
to
t
r
a
d
e
it
in
f
o
r
a
n
e
w
o
n
e
.
He
l
e
t
the
p
h
o
ne
r
ing
and
finally it
s
t
o
pp
ed
.
G
a
rre
tt
saw the
wash
o
f m
o
o
nlight
o
n his th
re
a
db
a
r
e
ca
r
p
e
t.
Y
e
t
an
o
th
e
r thing
that
n
eede
d
to
b
e
re
plac
e
d
i
n
this h
o
u
s
e
.
T
he
m
oo
nl
i
ght
dre
w
h
is
e
ye
aga
i
n.
He c
o
u
ld
g
e
t
u
p
and
cha
n
g
e
.
He
c
o
u
ld
ru
n.
M
ay
b
e
k
ill
s
o
me
small
c
r
itt
er
s,
have
a
snack, g
e
t
h
is p
e
nt
-
u
p angst
o
u
t in the
n
e
a
rb
y
fi
e
l
d
.

I
t
was
the
o
nly
thi
n
g
that
t
ru
ly
sca
re
d
him
a
b
o
u
t
be
ing
a
l
o
ne
n
o
w.
I
f
s
o
m
e
thing w
er
e
t
o
happ
e
n
to
h
im,
he
h
ad
n
o
o
ne
l
oo
k
i
ng
o
u
t
f
o
r him.
N
o
o
ne
ru
nning
with
h
im
o
r p
o
ssi
b
ly st
u
m
b
ling
o
v
e
r
him lat
e
r
o
n th
e
ir
o
wn m
o
o
nlit
ru
n.
He
had
no
o
n
e
.

G
a
rre
t
t
s
at
u
p,
st
u
ck
h
i
s
t
o
e
i
n
the
mi
dd
le
o
f m
o
o
nli
g
ht.
He
f
e
ll
in
t
o
it, l
e
t
his mind and
his awa
re
n
e
ss
t
u
m
b
le
h
e
a
d
fi
r
st
in
t
o
the
br
ight
white
l
i
ght
that
d
o
tt
e
d
his
dr
y
-
r
o
tt
e
d ca
r
p
e
t.
He was
n
o
t
awa
r
e
o
f
the
s
h
o
r
t
e
ning
o
r na
rr
o
wing
o
f
lim
b
s.
He
was
n
o
t
awa
r
e
o
f the
s
n
o
u
t
g
r
o
w
t
h
o
r jaw
s
hifts.
He
was
n
o
t
awa
r
e
o
f
the
h
air
that
sp
r
o
u
t
e
d
i
n
c
o
o
l
g
r
ay t
u
fts
al
o
n
g
h
i
s
fla
n
ks.
I
t
wasn
’
t
l
ike
the
m
o
vi
e
s.
I
t
wasn
’
t
a s
ub
missi
o
n to
pain.
I
t
was simply
a
l
e
tting
g
o
,
like wh
e
n
y
o
u
re
lax
y
o
u
r
e
y
e
s
t
o
find the
hi
dde
n
pict
ure
s
in
t
h
o
se paintings.
I
t was a l
o
o
s
e
ning
o
f awa
re
n
e
ss
u
ntil awa
re
n
e
ss
shift
ed
.