The Effacing (Book 1.5): Valley's End - Plot & Excerpts
Across the sliding door, the word, Necropolis, written in red spray paint. It could easily pass for a rectangular Christmas tree on a gloomy, Hungarian Sunday, with the presents missing at the base. The surrounding vehicles, stripped, some with flat tires, others burnt, or the fires set within them, sluggishly burning out. Busted windows were all throughout the apartment buildings, and smoke rose from other openings at the far end of the complex in another structure. The explosive combined smell of rotten food, burning wood and sewage, lashed out with a warm breeze, a stomach-turning disgusting odor, like a triple scoop of Shit-Chunk on a charred Redwood cone, topped with sour milk poured like Hershey’s chocolate syrup, and freckled with hot, construction worker’s after-the-job and a company flag football game dead skin and foot-fungus, all on fire. “Damn!” Trivo exclaimed. “Fuck is that—” “Shhh!”
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