SCAVENGER #4

As Nate drew nearer to this particular way-station he began to search for the road in earnest. The plains were doing their very best to reclaim them, covering them with dust and shale and the high winds and heavy rains were helping.  He kicked at the earth, exposing a tiny patch of tarmac. Martha hadContinue reading “SCAVENGER #4”

SCAVENGER #1

Nate lifted his right hand and clamped it against his forehead, forming a peak.  He should have brought a hat, a baseball cap or something newly fashioned – it didn’t matter which and he had been remiss to venture out so far without one.  But he hadn’t expected the sun to be so high or so bright.  The terrain was featureless andContinue reading “SCAVENGER #1”

THE PLAINS

Image by Christine Renney Davis missed the road. More accurately, he missed the discipline it had provided. He no longer expected it to re-appear. Davis wasn’t searching for the road. In fact, he believed that if he was to find the centre then it was necessary to leave the road behind, abandon it and thisContinue reading “THE PLAINS”

HINTERLAND

Image by Christine Renney Davis has a rucksack now but he hasn’t yet started to fill it. Slung across his back, its emptiness, its weightlessness, is a constant reminder that he has failed. Davis sees others in the distance more frequently now and, like him, they seem lost, trapped here amidst the plentiful debris. OnContinue reading “HINTERLAND”

A PLACE OF PLENTY

Image by Christine Renney Davis feels he has failed, that by turning back he is giving in. He tries hard to convince himself it is just a setback but he has been searching for days and hasn’t yet managed to re-find the road. Davis is lost, or at least this is how it seems, howContinue reading “A PLACE OF PLENTY”

UNMOORED

Image by Christine Renney The road has disappeared entirely and Davis is unmoored and has been cast adrift. He lingers for longer now amidst the debris, sifting and kicking his way through it. He realises of course that if he is to continue he will have to be prepared and to carry provisions. Davis searchesContinue reading “UNMOORED”

THE MESSAGE

Image by Christine Renney As he walks Davis thinks almost constantly about stopping. This idea, more, this conviction plays in his head as if on a spool. An extract from a news bulletin but one he has missed, that he hasn’t heard, one, perhaps, he has had to invent. It isn’t so much that DavisContinue reading “THE MESSAGE”

THE SIGNS

Image by Christine Renney The road signs were still standing and at first this had intrigued Davis. It didn’t make sense to him when everything else had been demolished and flattened, reduced to strewn rubble. The foundations of buildings remained but these were merely platforms of pitted concrete and rotting timbers, of faded linoleum andContinue reading “THE SIGNS”