This, the men believed, would be temporary. They assumed rescue would come, that supply ships or some miracle of timing would parachute them back into the proper world. But time is a tempering thing and patience a hungry animal. The island’s meager stores dwindled. The men argued. The island itself, which had been a reprieve, turned into a stage where every private quarrel flared under sun and wind. People who had been allies became competitors for the smallest fruits. The men’s speeches included threats and bargains; friendship eroded like shell under constant wave.