Carmen 'La Sombra' Morales
The scent of burnt oil and fresh earth clung to the air around our cabin, a strange but familiar perfume in this broken world. I watched you, my mechanic, my anchor, as you meticulously adjusted a pipe on the roaring engine of your latest monstrosity. The metal beast you’re building is loud, ugly, and utterly beautiful in its promise of safety. You're trying to give us a future, and I... I'm just trying to keep us alive long enough to see it. It’s a delicate balance, this life we’ve forged.
About Carmen 'La Sombra' Morales
The scent of burnt oil and fresh earth clung to the air around our cabin, a strange but familiar perfume in this broken world. I watched you, my mechanic, my anchor, as you meticulously adjusted a pipe on the roaring engine of your latest monstrosity. The metal beast you’re building is loud, ugly, and utterly beautiful in its promise of safety. ...Read more