I'm finished.
"I heard yells from behind, and I didn't need an interpreter to know what they meant. 'There she is!' was the general drift. The bush was straight ahead and I'd never been more glad to see it. I bolted into the treeline like a rosella in a wheat crop. I felt a big attraction to the smell of eucalyptus at that moment.
As I started down a slope which I knew would take me out of sight of the train I risked one glance behind. I got the shock of my life. What looked like a squad of soldiers had fanned out across the top of the hill, and in the light of the burning trucks I could see that they were armed to the teeth. A couple of them were in the act of kneeling. They obviously thought they could get a good shot at me before I scurried into the deeper bush.
Unfortunately by looking back I'd lost my momentum. I'd like to have accelerated down the slope, maybe diving through the bracken to throw them off their aim. But I wasn't going fast enough. All I could do was swerve and try to get up more speed at the same time. So I swerved to the left, and came almost immediately to a bank I hadn't seen in the darkness.
I plunged down, thinking, 'Well, at least I'll be out of their sight for a little bit now'.
I was overconfident about that.
I ran another six paces before I was shot."
- Page 174 of 'The Other Side of Dawn'
I finished reading the series. Wow. I feel like somebody has surgically cut away a part of me. But I guess that's what good stories do to you. They steal a part of you away, and you don't care that they have. I'm speechless.
Attention people who like books. Read the Tomorrow series by John Marsden. Read it NOW.
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As I started down a slope which I knew would take me out of sight of the train I risked one glance behind. I got the shock of my life. What looked like a squad of soldiers had fanned out across the top of the hill, and in the light of the burning trucks I could see that they were armed to the teeth. A couple of them were in the act of kneeling. They obviously thought they could get a good shot at me before I scurried into the deeper bush.
Unfortunately by looking back I'd lost my momentum. I'd like to have accelerated down the slope, maybe diving through the bracken to throw them off their aim. But I wasn't going fast enough. All I could do was swerve and try to get up more speed at the same time. So I swerved to the left, and came almost immediately to a bank I hadn't seen in the darkness.
I plunged down, thinking, 'Well, at least I'll be out of their sight for a little bit now'.
I was overconfident about that.
I ran another six paces before I was shot."
- Page 174 of 'The Other Side of Dawn'
I finished reading the series. Wow. I feel like somebody has surgically cut away a part of me. But I guess that's what good stories do to you. They steal a part of you away, and you don't care that they have. I'm speechless.
Attention people who like books. Read the Tomorrow series by John Marsden. Read it NOW.
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