The dust settled on the baron land as Michael pulled the worn piece of fabric over his nose and mouth. A stout burly man, his bearish appearance was evident even through the many layers of clothing he...

I.. I hate it here. In this bed. The walls echo with memories too sweet to forget yet.. Too bitter to cling to. It was here in this very room that you broke me, tore every fiber of my being to shreds....

The blackened sky stayed constant through the days. The wind kicked dust up through the ravaged landscape as the remnants of a once prosperous society decayed back into the earth. From the rubble crac...