Victory and defeats
“No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of a
continent, a part of the main.”
-John
Donne
In the seven years he’d been shipwrecked
on that island, he hadn’t missed one day of sending a message in a bottle for
them to come rescue him from his prison of water. He was so sure that his
prayers would be answered, he never moved from the beach where he landed that
first night when he was swept in by the sea.
When he ran
out of bottles he had no other choice but to leave the shore.
After traveling for two days, he reached the highest point at the center of the island where he could see the entire perimeter, especially the sparkling shoreline on the other side, where the current had decided to accumulate each and every one of the bottles he had trusted in.
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