Tim Barrus: Before the Deep Worlds Wounded Anything but Rain and Snow and Dust Come Crawling
Darkness settles on the other side of the river we would have to cross in morning. At least the bike knows what it’s doing. We slept soundly in a ditch.
Darkness settles on the other side of the river we would have to cross in morning. At least the bike knows what it’s doing. We slept soundly in a ditch.