The Waste (II)

When Paris woke, he was still cocooned inside his blanket.  The air trapped under his cover was hot, and stale. His skin was damp and sticky from sweat.  His first thought was to throw off the cloth shell, and expose himself to fresh cool air.  However, the thought that immediately followed this, that which reminded […]

A Day in Columbia

When did you go to South America? Was it hot there? Where the jungles dense, and thick? Did you randomly stumble upon any coffee plantations? No, discerning reader, not that Columbia.  Though, given the opportunity, I would certainly travel to the country of Columbia.  I am referring to a day spent with a fellow adventurer in […]