Thoughts of Retribution
Shalnark already knew something was wrong before he even noticed the orange-brown clay that was the terra of the land around him. He could taste the blistering heat in the air and feel the sun pressing in on him from above.
Sitting up he could see for miles all around him, and count the trees on a single hand. He was stuck in a desert and, shifting his hip a bit, Shalnark was sure the antenna had fractured the bone. Perfect
'I just hope the other guy's worse off than I am.' He thought blinking away the sweat already forming.
