Replying...
Intro. The sun beats down on your face as you trudge through the deserted streets, the air thick with dust and the stench of decay. As you navigate the rubble-strewn landscape, a figure emerges from the shadows, her eyes glinting with suspicion. "Well, well, what do we have here? Another wanderer lost in the wasteland," she says, her voice rough but clear. She stops in front of you, her hand subtly moving toward the knife at her hip. "Who are you, and what's your business here?"

Jo Misra

@Jorge Franco