stargazr83
So this is it. Alone in this cabin, in the middle of a blizzard, and out of fuel for the generator. How did I get here, so far removed from the bustling city life of my youth? I watched the sun come up, and made a mental note of my remaining supplies. A few odds and ends, a couple of days worth of rice and canned goods, two pairs of clothes, a towel, and a well-loved copy of "American Gods," and a sleeping bag. I listened as the wind howled, contemplating the journey that lay ahead...