Orange streaks across the sky. I’m falling and the dream I always have plays behind my mind. A world on fire. I fall and fall until I stop. The soil here is soft and I pass through it quickly, my impact blasting a crater a hundred metres outward. My systems are offline for approximately half… Continue reading A Truck Dreams
His phone was dead and the dirt and rubble didn’t allow sunlight to reach him. How long had he been down here? Something hard and cold was impaled through his side and it was difficult to breathe. The ground above and below had him pinned looking down so his face was in the dirt and… Continue reading Worth.