C51 Book 3 The Plan

Lying, thinking

Last night

How to find my soul a home

Where water is not thirsty

And bread loaf is not stone

I came up with one thing

And I don't believe I'm wrong

That nobody,

But nobody

Can make it out here alone.

~Maya Angelou

We both fall asleep, and when we wake, the fire has died down, as has the storm. I sit up and stretch, grinning through a yawn. "That was... "

"Incredible