The cliff stood above the blackest of black valleys, the sun never able to reach the middle of the valley much less the bottom. It called, though. It called to many people. One day they would walk down the path between the oak and willow trees, they would hear it whisper their name. As the … Continue reading Worthy

Town of Fire

The town was quiet, as most deserted towns are. As it sat in the dirt and dust of decades past, the sun rose from the east as a caravan of moving trucks and vans, personal cars, minivans, RVs, motorcycles and even bicycles moved up from the south, driving through hills, swamps and storms. Days for … Continue reading Town of Fire