Supply Run

Slinking along the dark and barren hillside, pack of acquired supplies secured tight, I see movement. Have I been caught? I drop low, confident in my darkened outer-wear, and watch the quiet, sprawling city. A flash by the edge reveals an individual stumbling past the barrier, long, unshaven white hair gleaming in the night. I... Continue Reading →

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