November 6, 2009
my @sixwordstories

  • Fearful, we stooped sudating.. then flinched.
  • Hoarse, I trade drops for hammers.
  • “You’re strange yourself,” she said. “Fine.”
  • She looked at him. He misunderstood.
  • Chapter I “Dialing remodeled geocities, altering their vistas” Chapter II “Depopulated, home changed with the cursory” Chapter III “Sans serf, sans master, L’Aventurier understood.” Chapter IV “Someday, he’ll touch the maximal. Maybe.”
  • Adventured in the Wilderness. Hence, parched.