The gloomy clouds overhead moved allowing the sun to show from the smokes haze , just a smear of paint yet still fresh to their memory. as the warship loomed away from the island the footprints on the sand burned images of hunts, and frolics in ralphs mind ,piercing him as he glanced at the shore and at castle rock. as the officer introduced himself and took account of the other boys,ralph looked for the last time at the shreds of dead innocence shattered, scattered somberly.As the cutter zipped through the water the boys wondered what they would do with themselves with this second chance at life.Their long hair blew past their faces taking p