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“That done, a second list began to sketch itself from memory. Food, water, containers, blankets... I set three piles aside, starting with the blankets, then took what pillowcases I could find. They always made useful bags for carrying things when backpacks weren't available. One small pot for boiling, one small pan for cooking or additional self-defense. Knives, always good. One fork and a spoon for each of us. More than that, and they'd clatter inside our bags, keeping us from moving silently. No batteries. One flashlight that seemed to be working for now, even if the beam wasn't strong. The real coup would have been canned food or toilet paper, but those were truly one-in-a-million finds. "Did you forget to tell us that you're taking us camping?" I'm all four roughing it as long as that entails air-conditioning and a nice view." ... "Sorry," I muttered, forcing myself onto my feet. "Old habits.”

Quote by Alexandra Bracken

Work

Never Fade

Never Fade serves as a literary title that explores themes of endurance, legacy, or memory that resists fading or being forgotten. Such a title suggests works examining what persists against the passage of time, whether referring to personal recollections, historical impact, emotional bonds, or the durability of ideas and influence. The concept evokes notions of something meant to remain vivid, significant, or unbroken despite the natural tendency for moments, impressions, or connections to fade from awareness. more

Author

Alexandra Bracken
Alexandra Bracken

Alexandra Bracken is an American author recognized for her contributions to young adult fiction. Born on February 27, 1987, she has become well-known for her novels that blend fantasy and romance elements, offering captivating stories to young readers. more

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