Items by sid3000

"After you move those hay bales 'cross the field be sure to round up them new horses for their brandin' ". You hands are raw and tender, face and arms covered in sweat and morning dew. The blistering heat makes you itch as you trudge through the wheat fields to your next task. At high noon the sun's rays reflect off your forehead and you feel parched. You make your way to the well where you take the first drink of the day. It is cool and refreshing enough for you to muster up enough energy...

Imagine yourself abandoned in a Madagascar jungle. The ground beneath you damp, the skies above shunned by the ominous palms peering over you. A flicker of light manages to sneak in but only to blind you. You stare ahead, left, right: silence. A sudden shriek from the rear, you jolt around - only a lemur fighting over the daily feast. You continue moving. The indigenous plants are no obstacle with the help of a machete you pulled from the grip of a corpse. You have been here for several...