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By the evening he had done quite a bit, but as long as he had a little light he walked on. He stopped, drank all the water that was left in the jerry can and found it sweet and cool. Even just the thought of her brought him comfort, so he called to her again with dry lips:

“Melina…”

He felt cool fingers running through his hair again, and it was as if this time they were caressing his very brain, or perhaps more likely his mind. Still the sun’s rays woke him up the next morning, and he tried to do a tally by looking at the map about how far he had traveled of the 111 kilometers he had to do. The airplane in front of him had to turn either west or, more likely, east, back to the airfield from which it had taken off.