"Somehow, the dead don't seem to be very helpful beyond the grave," she said softly. "I don't know. Maybe I'm just stupid or blind or in denial. I just...it doesn't matter. We should probably get back to camp before Ari and Amy start wondering what happened to us."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
James let out a quiet sigh and stood up, wiping off his pants. "We should," he said with a nod, thinking of the rumors they would easily start amongst themselves.
The most important service rendered by the press and the magazines is that of educating people to approach printed matter with distrust. — Samuel Butler
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