A Man is an Island Reg came through the door and dropped the water bucket under the counter top. A wave of water rolled out of the bucket and splashed onto the floor. He threw the rifle on the table and in returning to the door, peeked out one last time before shutting it hard. He pulled on the knob in the dark of the room to make sure the latch had set. When he turned, all that was visible to his outdoor acclimated eyes was the dull red glow of dwindling fire from behind the stove door. He made his way in the dark as his eyes adjusted, first to the fire to add another log and increase the light and warmth, then to his bedside where he had left his flashlight, the door to the stove he left wide open to increase light. With flashlight in hand he returned to his pile of yet unorganized belongings and found the oil lamp. It took a moment of fidgeting but he soon had the lamp lit and brightly burning on the table.
Frozen Voices IV
Frozen Voices IV
Frozen Voices IV
A Man is an Island Reg came through the door and dropped the water bucket under the counter top. A wave of water rolled out of the bucket and splashed onto the floor. He threw the rifle on the table and in returning to the door, peeked out one last time before shutting it hard. He pulled on the knob in the dark of the room to make sure the latch had set. When he turned, all that was visible to his outdoor acclimated eyes was the dull red glow of dwindling fire from behind the stove door. He made his way in the dark as his eyes adjusted, first to the fire to add another log and increase the light and warmth, then to his bedside where he had left his flashlight, the door to the stove he left wide open to increase light. With flashlight in hand he returned to his pile of yet unorganized belongings and found the oil lamp. It took a moment of fidgeting but he soon had the lamp lit and brightly burning on the table.