himself up. Page perso sexe there was the mound, but though he drove his fist
at its solid surface- What solid page perso sexe surface? His hand went into
- through-what page perso sexe his eyes assured him was page perso sexe frozen earth.
He backed away a step or two, his hands still up and out.
Shadows running toward him from behind the mound, less
stable page perso sexe than the earth he could not touch. Men-he could see
page perso sexe faces, uniforms, but they were page perso sexe misty. He watched them throw
out hands, try to hold him. One launched himself in a tackle
page perso sexe aimed at Ray'page perso sexe s knees-to go sprawling along the ground, his
hands grasping page perso sexe the same page perso sexe nothingness that Ray had met in the
mound.
"No-no!" Ray heard his own wild shout. This was the end of
the nightmare, the end he had never met in sleep but had to
face waking. He-retreated again. The shadow men-one raised a
gun-fired.
&page perso sexe quot;No!" Ray cried again. The forest, safety in the forest. Will it to
return, will the trees back page perso sexe again!
The shadow men and the mound which page perso sexe was and yet was not-
no!
A wild rebellion burst in him. And that cord which had pulled
him back to this insanity
broke. Trees-trees- Ray closed his eyes
and thought of trees. Suddenly in page perso sexe his mind page perso sexe they stood, tall,
strong, alive again. Will it, urged that inner part of him.
Remember, you held against the Loving One; you must hold
now-or else be lost in a page perso sexe shadow page perso sexe world where you cannot exist.
Trees!
Substance against his shoulder. Not daring to
open his eyes,
Ray put out his hand, and it struck the roughness of bark. He
curled his fingers tight, trying to anchor himself to that. A tree!
Salt sweat trickled down his cheeks. Trees-around him trees
and not a page perso sexe world of substanceless shadows!
He dared now to open his page perso sexe eyes. Yes, there page perso sexe were trees about
him. But ahead-as if he looked through an open door or
window-he saw the lift of the mound's sides, and against it
men-soldiers. They
were more real
than shadows now-but that
was because they were in their place and he in his,