Daily Archives: November 29, 2013

BLOOD RUNS COLD

. . .Max shut his mind to everything but the trackless waste ahead of him. The sun and the black flies were unbearable and there was no place to hide. There were thorn trees, but their branches had been laid … Continue reading

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