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religion where they stated they wanted humans gone from the planet so the animals could inherit the earth. Well, he had a funny way of showing it.
    He got what he deserved though. Ugh, I haven't thought about this for a long time now.
    Edsel shook his head, trying to dispel the dark thoughts, memories he had gone over so many times over the years, then put behind him like a bad fever that had run its course, finally able to live in the moment and enjoy the place he found himself in.
    The sea could do funny things to your head — with nothing but water all around you it was easy to get lost in your thoughts, and as the journey continued so Edsel's mind wandered further from his current situation, thinking back to all that had happened in the past, and what had led him to the life he'd been leading, the family he loved so much.
    Well, guess I'm just going to have to face what happened, and make the most of it while we are back in the middle of what we used to call home.
    As he spotted land, and Aiden began shouting and pointing, Edsel felt it all coming back, trying to drag him down into a dark place, a heaviness on his mind that had always been hard to surface from.
    Don't let it win Edsel. Think happy thoughts, remember the good times; be thankful for what you have.
    Edsel put his arm around Lash's shoulder and smiled at her. It was clear that she was struggling with the same demons — they'd run away from a lot of bad stuff, and even seeing the coastline brought it back for the both of them.
    "Don't worry, it'll be fun."
    Lash turned to him and smiled, then kissed him on the cheek. "Look at him, he can't wait. So, what's first then? Where are we going to actually stop?"
    "I think maybe we better let Aiden pick, don't you?"
    "Good idea. I'll go get him."
     
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    Good god, what on earth happened here?
    Edsel took an age to actually get the boat into position — the water was a mess of litter and vessels that had lost their moorings, bobbing about randomly, many capsized, seen just below the surface of the water as they approached the marina.
    The harbor wall, that acted as a barrier to the worst the sea could offer, meant that the shallow water was full of debris, the usual maintenance long abandoned. Finally he managed to weave his way through to the mooring spots and there were plenty of free spaces — so many tethers had rotted through, or people had taken boats then returned them without mooring them properly, that it was like playing dodge the boat; they had a number of gentle knocks until he eventually got them to a safe spot.
    Aiden jumped off and carefully tethered the boat; Edsel didn't need to tell him how important a job it was. With a final check that he'd shut everything down, Edsel stood on the mainland of the United Kingdom for the first time in five years. They had lightweight bags packed with food and water, weapons of choice and basic supplies that would come in handy if they found themselves having to stay away from the boat for a while — Edsel really hoped they wouldn't, and that there were to be no nasty surprises.
    Feels weird, like I've come to a different country, not home. Good to be on solid ground again though.
    Aiden was already walking along the large open space surrounding the marina. It had been part of a huge rejuvenation project before The Lethargy, totally renovated with huge expanses laid with fishbone paving, nautically themed restaurants and cafes where boat owners and visitors could enjoy the sight of vessels of all sizes coming and going. The small parks now overgrown and claiming back the once tamed land, spilling out of their tidy confines, breaking the paving, now almost invisible under the onslaught of vigorous native grass.
    And everywhere the signs of man's downfall.
    Lash and Edsel caught up with Aiden and it was clear immediately that the feeling of abandon was seeping into his head just as it was theirs. The lights had dimmed somewhat, already the expectation not