This is the second post in a brief series showcasing my personas. This one is by Nick Porter. Click the link to read Nick’s bio and a bonus short story he wrote. Three days we’d been in sweaty jungle, lying low. The pleasant scent of decomposing vegetation clung to every molecule of air. Every sound was dragged to earth, broadened and muted.
Thanks, Frank. I wrote a little about it and the pacing involved in writing it in today's Journal.
Great story, Harvey! Loved the mood you created and the setting. This was a tense read.