Chapter 85

• Quiet wrapped us as we lay on the frosty knoll, the effect of our abrupt landing reverberating in my ears.
• My back pulsated from the harsh landing, and I couldn't resist the opportunity to discharge an "ow" as I propelled myself up.
• As we accumulated our orientation and rose to our feet, I studied our environmental factors. The spot was splendid, nearly blindingly in this way, with only an unending territory of ice underneath our feet. It was a forlorn and shocking scene, without any indication of something going on under the surface or human progress.