The days and nights sang as mockingbirds in my temples, their fluttering wings brushing against my cracked and brittled skull. Their talons sat withi..
Mars had us wait three days to confirm the fall of Lauderdale, during which time she poisoned her heart with the static of the radio. The last messag..
These interludes are the defining feature of this work as they give some background to Conrad before the chaos of the apocalypse. They are meant to be..
This chapter is undone and in need of work. I want for Conrad's character to start being cemented for the reader and for some of the greater world eve..