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Island
She was in shock. But it was a slightly different kind of shock than the others
on the dinghy assumed. It wasn’t the shock of having been close to death. It
was the shock of realising she actually wanted to live.
ey passed a small island, teeming with nature. Green lichens spread
over rocks. Birds – little auks and puffins clustered together – huddled
against the Arctic wind. Life sur viving against the odds.
Nora sipped the coffee that Hugo handed her, fresh from his flask.
Holding it with cold hands even under three pairs of gloves.
To be part of nature was to be part of the will to live.
When you stay too long in a place, you forget just how big an expanse the
world is. You get no sense of the length of those longitudes and latitudes.
Just as, she supposed, it is hard to have a sense of the vastness inside any one
person.
But once you sense that vastness, once somet hing reveals it, hope
emerges, whether you want it to or not, and it clings to you as stubbornly as
lichen clings to rock.
