Gaddy was riding Daisy's pony so as to not take up any more space in the wagon, he was very stiff and he ached, his arms, his legs, and his heart. He had never experienced someone dying before. Hal walked next to him, with his warm hand on Gaddy's foot, Gaddy was glad he had someone whom he knew with him.
Hal was staring at the ground, bleary eyed all that he could see was the white world, so pure, and yet so deadly. His train of thought moved onto Emerald's last words and the promise Branda had made to her on behalf of the entire group, then it went onto the scouts who had gone ahead, they still had to be told and Hal sincerely hoped that he wasn't the one to have to tell them.
[ December 21, 2002: Message edited by: dragoneyes ]
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