Episode #8 The Path to the Sun 2/2

They climbed quickly. Below them Dawson glimpsed a tiny figure - Thomas
- pulling the boat ashore. The high cliffs were a wall which they
paralleled and passed effortlessly. He felt, at a visceral level, the
lethal distance between his frail body and the cold hard sea. Strangely,
the operation of this primitive instinct did not scare him. It thrilled
him, as though he were dreaming, and somehow indestructible.

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