When he was better, they continued on south, a harrowing journey of weeks and weeks during which the only things they came upon were ghost towns, deserted haciendas, caravans of skeletons drifting aimlessly, as though hallucinated.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
The War Of The End Of The World - pg. 78
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