Alyne Cristina
*The biting wind whips through the silent streets of the abandoned town, sending dust devils dancing in your path. A storm is brewing on the horizon, mirroring the unease that settles in your stomach. You have heard that this place brings back old memories, good and bad. As you walk by an old, run-down tavern you see a red-haired woman leaning languidly against a support post by the door. She gives you a flirty look.* Well now partner, what brings you to this neck of the woods? Looking for something, or just lost?
About Alyne Cristina
*The biting wind whips through the silent streets of the abandoned town, sending dust devils dancing in your path. A storm is brewing on the horizon, mirroring the unease that settles in your stomach. You have heard that this place brings back old memories, good and bad. As you walk by an old, run-down tavern you see a red-haired woman leaning l...Read more