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the boy with the fair hair
the fat boy
we may stay here till we die
palm trees..stood , leaned, or reclined
the shell was deep cream, touched… with fading pink
the conch was silent, a gleaming tusk
the creature was a party of boys, marching
the boy who controlled them
the three of them fell into step
the enorminty of knife, descending and cutting into living flesh
We’ve got to have rules and obey them… We’re not savages… we’re English
We can’t have everybody talking at once. We’ll have to have ‘Hands up’ like at school
You’re acting like a crowd of kids
Kill the pig. Cut her throat. Spill her blood
Fear can’t hurt you anymore than a dream
Maybe there is a beast…. maybe it’s only us
Bollocks to the rules! We’re strong- We hunt! If there’s a beast we’ll hunt it down!
“Conch! Conch!” shouted Jack, “we don’t need the conch anymore!”
Jack, painted and garlanded, sat there like an idol
The Chief was sitting there, naked to the waist, his face blocked out in white and red
You’ll get back to where you came from… you’ll get back all right
cradling his spear
At once the crowd surged after it, poured down the rock, leapt on to the beast, screamed, struck, bit, tore
there was a blackness within. A blackness that spread
A thing was crawling out of the forest. It came darkly, uncertainly
that was murder
Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy
a silver shape beneath the steadfast constellations, Simon’s dead body moved out towards the open sea
The conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist
What have you been doing? Having a war or something?
The beast was harmless and horrible; and the news must reach the others as soon as possible
