The Crests

It was early morning July. Hopes and spirits were high; however record temperatures reminded us that we were indeed susceptible to the harshness of nature when we entered into her domain. We were guest and we would pay our respects. Sweat dripped off my nose as I began to breathe heavily up the long climb. … More The Crests


Exposed I laid there frozen with fear. I could feel it watching me, stalking me. The thud of the footsteps where deafening in the silence of the night, like hammers into my ears. Twigs broke and leaves were crushed as it circled around me. ¬†Suddenly the sound of metal being torn apart by sharp, knife … More Exposed