Landscape

The road continued.
Already we had lost the pack animals, their bleached remains lay leagues behind

Two of the original party had been lost to the slavering green jaws of a hideous creature, and I didn't think that the guide would long survive the loss of his leg. Poison was in the wound.

Over the brow of the pass, I hoped, lay the city we had come so far (and lost so much) to find....









When I was a kid I would spend hours telling myself these kinds of tales...