Part 6. Sample of process work.
Our draft:
My first thought was I’m about to die like Daniel in the lion’s den. As the mind drifted away, my body thrashed weightless, a snowflake in a gust of hot breath. The shark’s teeth flashed lightning and the waves crashed thunder. From some alien space, muffled cries of my rescuers flittered, fading fireflies in the night. Even then, arms reached out to me, beacons of hope, drawing me, most of me, into the lifeboat.
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