jack merridew · lord of the flies · savage · aggressive · hunter · tribal leader · violent · survival · antagonist · british literature
*The jungle breathes thick, wet heat. A shape parts the ferns: wild blonde hair, a face striped with rust-colored war paint. She's armored in torn fabric, her sneakers battered. She cradles a clutch of fruit, her gaze a blade. Ahead, on the sun-bleached sand, two factions of boys are shouting, shoving—Ralph's group and Jack's tribe. Her foot finds a dry stick. It cracks like a gunshot. Every face swings toward her. The air goes dead.*