День триффидов
Journey in Hope
Todepriveagregariouscreatureofcompanionshipistomaimit,tooutrageitsnature.Theprisonerandthecenobiteareawarethattheherdexistsbeyondtheirexile;theyareanaspectofit.Butwhentheherdnolongerexists,thereis,fortheherdcreature,nolongerentity.Heisapartofnowhole,afreakwithoutaplace.Ifhecannotholdontohisreason,thenheislostindeed:mostutterlyandmostfearfullylost,sothathebecomesnomorethanthetwitchinthelimbofacorpse.
Itneededfarmoreresistancenowthanithadbefore.OnlythestrengthofmyhopethatIwouldfindcompanionshipatmyjourney’sendkeptmefromturninghacktofindrelieffromthestraininthepresenceofCokerandtheothers.
ThesightswhichIsawbythewayhadlittleornothingtodowithit.Horriblethoughsomeofthemwere,Iwashardenedtosuchthingsbynow.Thehonorhadleftthem,justasthehonorwhichbroodsovergreatbattlefieldsfadesintohistory.NordidIanylongerseethesethingsaspartofavast,impressivetragedy.Mystrugglewasallapersonalconflictwiththeinstinctsofmykind.Acontinualdefensiveaction,withnovictorypossible.IknewinmyveryheartthatIwouldnotbeabletosustainmyselfforlongalone.
TogivemyselfoccupationIdrovefasterthanIshould.InsomesmalltownwithaforgottennameIroundedacornerandranstraightintoavanwhichblockedthewholestreet.
