Mark pounded his chest with savage anticipation while his steeling gaze studied the
urban snowscape that stood against him.
His gloved hands gripped the frigid steel controls of the ancient machine that was created to conquer the ice crystals preventing the
human form from navigating its naturals pathways.
As the vibration of the machines motor roared, he marched forward, resolute in his courage as he felt himself rise...
Mark had a
Snow Blowner