100 Words – A Short Trip

This week’s word is ‘Road’

He walked along the dry, dirt road in the hot weather. The landscape was covered with dust, layers of it in the air. It was on his skin, itching his eyes. The scarf over his mouth just kept it tolerable. He stopped where it was buried and planted his spade into the ground. The electronic reader confirmed  its presence. The drive was still there. Of course it was. No one but him lived on this planet. Who would want to? Extreme temperatures from one area to the next. Ice cold biomes to excruciatingly hot desert dunes, it was barely habitable.

Copyright (C) bardicblogger / a thinker never sleeps / Teri Montague 2017. All rights reserved.


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