But I stayed alive
　　But I stayed alive.
　　I guess it just didn't seem hoonish to give up, after every thing my pals and I went through to get here. What if I was sole survivor? I owed it to Huck and the others to carry on.
　　My cell-a prison? hospital room?-measures just two meters, by two, by three. Pretty skimpy for a hoon, even one not quite fully grown. It gets even more cramped whenever some six-legged, metal-sheathed demon tries to squeeze inside to tend my injured spine, poking with what, I assume (hope!) to be clumsy kindness. Despite their efforts, misery comes in awful waves, making me wish desperately for the pain remedies cooked up by Old Stinky-our traeki pharmacist back home.
　　It occurred to me that I might never walk again... or see my family, or watch seabirds swoop over the dross ships, anchored beneath Wuphon's domelike shelter trees.
　　I tried talking to the insecty giants trooping in and out of my cell. Though each had a torso longer than my dad is tall-with a flared back end, and a tubelike shell as hard as Buyur steel-I couldn't help picturing them as enormous phuvnthus, those six-legged vermin that gnaw the walls of wooden houses, giving off a sweet-tangy stench.
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　　In those blurry instants, I also recall catching sight of Ur-ronn, whipping her long neck about and screaming as she thrashed all four legs and both slim arms, horrified at being drenched in vile water. Ur-ronn bled where her suede colored hide was pierced by jagged shards-remnants of the glass porthole she had proudly forged in the volcano workshops of Uriel the Smith.
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　　My last hazy memories of our "rescue" swarm with violent images until I blacked out... to wake in this cell, delirious and alone.
　　Sometimes the phuvnthus do something "helpful" to my spine, and it hurts so much that I'd willingly spill every secret I know. That is, if the phuvnthus ever asked questions, which they never do.