Flit Ulrik - Agent Orange
Some had counted me out, some rejoiced in my failures
Sometimes you have to go back to the start to remember where you came from.
Flit crawls from the burning wreckage making her way to the nearest wasteland outpost. The markers have changed and she quickly becomes lost in the blowing sandstorms.
Looking down at her rusting arm she quickly remembers why she left in the first place, she could never belong here anymore - the tales forgot - buried deep in the junkyard tunnels.
If she remembers correctly, there was an old jump point along the coast past the North Yard, maybe she can find her way back there and rift to the next destination in her log...
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FEATURE
Azoury - Peu de mots Mask @ Fameshed
Some had counted me out, some rejoiced in my failures
Sometimes you have to go back to the start to remember where you came from.
Flit crawls from the burning wreckage making her way to the nearest wasteland outpost. The markers have changed and she quickly becomes lost in the blowing sandstorms.
Looking down at her rusting arm she quickly remembers why she left in the first place, she could never belong here anymore - the tales forgot - buried deep in the junkyard tunnels.
If she remembers correctly, there was an old jump point along the coast past the North Yard, maybe she can find her way back there and rift to the next destination in her log...
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FEATURE
Azoury - Peu de mots Mask @ Fameshed