Mark nodded even though she couldn't see. He'd suddenly lost any desire to talk, and his plans for a perfect day washed away with the stream. The memories. They never let him go, not even for a half hour. They always had to rush back in, bringing all the horror.
The intensity of my grief hits the mountains across Eclipse Sound, and then echoes throughout Arctic. There__ nobody around. I can barely see the town below the hill, nestled within the valley of barren tundra, across from the tiny airport, my only access to the south. I__ alone amidst this desolate landscape and there__ nowhere to hide. No trees or buildings or distractions. It__ just me in the depths of my suffering and all my faults and mistakes of the past are exposed underneath the spotlight of the midnight sun.
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The intensity of my grief hits the mountains across Eclipse Sound, and then echoes throughout Arctic. There__ nobody around. I can barely see the town below the hill, nestled within the valley of barren tundra, across from the tiny airport, my only access to the south. I__ alone amidst this desolate landscape and there__ nowhere to hide. No trees or buildings or distractions. It__ just me in the depths of my suffering and all my faults and mistakes of the past are exposed underneath the spotlight of the midnight sun.
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