Man vs Nature

"It's man versus everything. It's me. It's you. It's us." "I'm the writer. How about that? I get to call it whatever I want and it's man versus nature," he says. He dreams of birds, their talents puncturing his arms as they pride white worms from the blisters on his neck. But what if I called out her name and Ross heard? What about dreams of some vacation, some cabin and snowy woods, the fireplace, beer?"