Nature of Things.

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Excerpt from The Nature of Things For all we knew our world was at an end. I don't sup pose any of us really thought we'd come out alive or even thought about it any more, for that matter. It was simply a matter of taking whatever fate dealt us and fighting like hell for every card we could get, above the table or under it. Down the slope I went, with the snow and mud beneath pulling at my tired feet, now numb and without much feeling. I felt like the landscape before me, washed out and pale. But like a machine I kept going, kept fighting the urge to lie down and die. Thank God it was getting darker, because with that we'd have to stop finally and hole up. I could hope for a chance to recuperate. All around us were the dark, bleak trees, stuck in the whiteness like bars in some ghostly cell, and my eyes darted to them constantly. I was tired, sure, but not too tired to watch out for sudden death. Something within me, something perhaps instinctive, still held on to hope. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.