fantasizes over, knowing full well that she’s one he will never find. She was nothing more than the mirror of the eternal discontent of a man’s unattainable quest, for a fairy princess, that could be awakened with a simple kiss, if she could even be located. I looked back at the sunset again, realizing that there was something, inherently uniquely special about it. It was not like the many thousands of sunsets I had watched perfunctorily out my office window. This sunset was different. For one thing, it’s relative simplicity in the setting in which I was witnessing it, made it just unforgettable. I felt the sand between my toes, this time with the abandoned enthusiasm of a schoolboy. That, wild-eyed pleasure of discovering the world, for the first time, New scenes and new sights. Then, at that moment, I realized that I had absolutely no idea how long it had been since we had been stranded on this island. It could have been two days, maybe two months. Could it have been two years? There was absolutely no way I could tell. I went to join them by the fireside. The fire crackled and sparked, imparting, both warmth and a golden radiance. Behind us, 15
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