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An aircraft carrier group held vigil on the horizon, as if to protect the rising sun from outside forces. A golden glow was already spreading up from the ocean.
Felix was covered in burrs, skin scratched by thorns,.and exhausted sneaking down the main drag of the state park.
Traveling by night was more fraught than early morning. Despite the war, folks preferred to sleep in.
With the economy collapsed and many jobs going up in smoke, many took advantage of the situation. 1/x
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tobadzistsini 21h ago

He rambled over the dunes and stuck to the path. Surf boomed in the distance.
On the beach proper, he patted his pocket and felt a comfortable bump.
When he turned, thousands of cremation tags hung on the storm fences, glinting like Christmas lights in the dawn.
Felix wasn't the first and he wouldn't be the last.
"I'm a #fool for being here" he whispered. "But a promise is a promise." He pulled out a cremation tag marked with 12701729.
Felix kissed it and hung it. 2/x
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A sharp whistle sliced the air. "This area is off limits!" A soldier barely old enough to shave drew a bead on the old, potbellied man.
Felix stepped away but did not break eye contact.
The kid waved his rifle, "Get the hell out of here." He motioned over the dunes, "If ya can't make it before nightfall, you can sleep in a bitd blind."
Felix didn't move.
"Go, dammit!" The soldier ran off.
And so did Felix.
In the opposite direction. 3/3
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