Outside of Markandeh
When Cesar opens his eyes, he’s flat on his back on lumpy ground, staring up at a canopy of leaves way too thick for there to be any chance of seeing the sky. It’s humid, the air thick enough that …
When Cesar opens his eyes, he’s flat on his back on lumpy ground, staring up at a canopy of leaves way too thick for there to be any chance of seeing the sky. It’s humid, the air thick enough that …