Drabblecast 267 Postapocalypsemas

Published: Dec. 24, 2012, 2:16 p.m.

b'Sandeer smelled her. It was just a whiff, a few molecules of something familiar and therefore sweet, wafting on a late afternoon breeze that otherwise carried only the usual: formaldehyde, benzene, dioxin, chromium, and miscellaneous particulate matter both organic and non-. (Once, there had been the smell of roasting chestnuts and crackling logs and simmering [\\u2026]\\nLearn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices'