Offering

It's hot, dry land. To get anything to grow here, you've got to water it in blood and sweat, ain't nothing living coming up by virtue of just the rain. The sweat's easy, with the fat sun overhead. It's the blood that's hard to come by.

Used to be a highway come through just on the other side of the butte, but the government widened it, straightened it, moved it far to the East. Don't know if missing persons reports had any bearing on the decision. Now we've got to travel hours just to find people to take, to bleed.