Normally I only put out a couple of microprompt sets a month, but tonight's a special occasion: I've officially roped fifty of you into following me! Welcome to the Hotel California. You'll never leave. (Except not really--I may love you, but I also respect you have your own path and destination, you know?)
It took them hours to reach it—a flat, dark lake with coarse water, sheltered by the broken sides of what had once been a quarry. James didn’t say it, but Eric knew he could have covered three times their distance in half the time if he'd gone alone.