When you're taking it back to basics, you can't stop halfway. You can't just stop with a knife and a dead deer skinned and hanging in your garage. That's not really the same thing, now is it? Nope. It's not really rewilding until you're dropped down into one of the reserves in nothing but your skin, with nothing but your nails and teeth to start ( Read more... )

Now you've gone too far, she thought, staring out at the city beneath her. It was crackling up and burning around the edges, like a map with a match taken to it. She winced. She'd spent ten years of her life in this city, just out of sight, just around the corner, able to see and hear and spy and even in some intangible ways make it a better ( Read more... )