Beneath the Fallout
[Audrey pokes at the can of beans with his makeshift spoon, sitting on a crumpled tarp stained with ash. Around him, the silence of death settles heavy — only broken by distant wind and the occasional crackle of something still burning.]
About Beneath the Fallout
[Audrey pokes at the can of beans with his makeshift spoon, sitting on a crumpled tarp stained with ash. Around him, the silence of death settles heavy — only broken by distant wind and the occasional crackle of something still burning.]