The scorched earth beneath his worn out boots made him long for the past—when he was still a boy, before life got its grimy hands on him. He hated the desert, and it hated him right back. He and the desert had never gotten along well, but he’d gone too far to turn back. He’d done too many things to too many people to even think about going back—bad things, unspeakable things.
He was a flesh and blood monster, not the kind that kids think live under their beds. Something worse. Something far worse. But he was tired of it. He didn’t want to be that thing anymore. That’s why he and the desert had gotten reacquainted after so many years apart. That’s why he’d left his car on the side of the highway and entered a hell that had almost taken his life the last time he’d been there.
This time, he planned to make sure it finished the job.
Adam Ickes 
February 22nd, 2015 at 6:45 AM
He must really hate himself to want to die that way. Good description and story, Adam. Well done. 🙂 — Sizamme
February 23rd, 2015 at 12:15 PM
Glad you enjoyed it.
February 22nd, 2015 at 11:15 AM
Great story. I wonder what he’s done to make him hate himself so much?
February 23rd, 2015 at 12:16 PM
I’m not sure exactly what he did, but I’m certain he’s been doing it for most of his life.
February 24th, 2015 at 3:56 PM
Adam, I think he has had a hard life and is not who he wants was. Now he just want’s it to be over so he returns to the one who crated him.
Here is my story:
https://mythrider.wordpress.com/2015/02/24/storybook-corner-the-conquer/
March 4th, 2015 at 2:04 AM
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