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Fragments.. > i remember going to the beach when it wasn't > too hot. i remember the soldiers coming with > their rifles to guard us. my mother thought it > was silly but the next day the soldiers came > to our house and helped us pack. a lady > soldier tried to play with us, but our nanny > chased her away. > > i remember going to the base and being loaded > onto a cargo plane. I remember crawling from the wreckage of the craft I'd managed to cobble together. It had gotten me this far; when I'd set out, I was primarily concerned with getting away from the last place I'd crashed in. That it moved was good enough for me. I remember looking about, examining the place I'd landed. It was completely inhospitable. Worse, it was freezing; hardly any sunlight. I smacked my forehead -I'd landed at one of the poles, dammit. I wasn't going to freeze to death, but there wouldn't be anyone here I could use. I crawled back into the wreckage and went to sleep. Maybe someone would come by one day and dig me out.

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