I fled with Weena in my arms.

Once the flames crept forward on my right that I was outflanked. I had to strike off to the left.

At last I emerged upon a small open space on a hillock.
We are protected here. The fire will not reach us here.

The forest was burning on all sides. The Morlocks which were dazzled by the flames were helpless.

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Sandra Petojevic, Master of Arts, November 19, 2006
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