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"From what she could see, three dropships had slammed into the ground just a dozen meters apart... Motionless bodies were scattered everywhere. The fires had mostly gone out, but the stench of burning metal lay heavy on the air" (Morgan 34-35).
"They were going to kill Bellamy...She refused to let this happen. She saved lives; she didn't stand by and watch them fade into oblivion" (Morgan 126). "Bellamy, Clarke, and Wells hurried around the back of the cabin and, before anyone could notice they were gone, disappeared into the cover of the woods" (Morgan 154).
"It wasn't a cabin; it was a tiny stone house, remarkably intact. The sides were covered with vines and moss, but it was clear that the walls were sturdy and strong" (Morgan 172). The cabin began to glow as the flames caught on the brush and spread outward toward the woods--just as she had hoped... Glass moved closer to the door, getting ready for a quick exit... Together they stumbled forward... At the last second, she lept, nearly missing the boat as the water grabbed it and pulled it downstream" (Morgan 247-249).
"Rhodes's men were close. Bellamy held his breath. Seconds later, the first shot rang out, then another, then too many to count. The night sky lit up with gunfire, and dozens of spears and arrows whizzed from the trees in a blurred swoosh...Then, as if they were materializing from thin air, wounded men and women began stumbling out of the forest..." (Morgan 276).
"Several shots rang out across the clearing, abrupt and loud. Bellamy realized a few things all at once: He wasn't in any pain, he hadn't felt a blow, and the sound had come from behind them, not in front of them" (Morgan 300-301).
"Two figures stepped into the room, one right behind the other. Before she knew what was happening, Clarke had been enveloped in two sets of arms, and she was crying tears of joy. It wasn't Bellamy. It was her parents" (Morgan 335). "Row after row of stones jutted from the ground, the names carved on them unreadable at this early hour. Max stood at the head of an empty grave, staring silently down into it. Sasha's body rested nearby..." (Morgan 335).
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