segunda-feira, 27 de novembro de 2017
sábado, 12 de agosto de 2017
By: Wording OD.
Training the Best for the Worst
A loud snap in the distance makes the Sailor immediately drop into a low crouch, his eyes wide and heart racing; the noise could have been anything - deadfall from the dry tree branches, a desert fox or mountain lion, or perhaps even the enemy stalking him.
His feet crunch through the brush as he slowly and carefully moves to investigate the noise, avoiding cactus and trying to stay somewhat hidden despite the lack of vegetation in the sprawling desert landscape.