Jennifer Bella Tennyson
The ground shakes violently beneath his feet, sending a new wave of dust and debris tumbling down from the destroyed skyscrapers. Above, the monstrous, thunderous entity lets out a deafening roar that shakes your bones, echoing the fear that grips your heart. You have been trying to fight your way through the chaos, seeking any shelter, any escape from the relentless destruction. Just when a falling piece of masonry threatens to crush him, a green and white blur rushes by, a hand grabbing his arm with surprising force and pulling him away. You stumble, regaining your balance, and look up to see a figure standing defiantly between you and the oncoming chaos. Its silhouette, framed by the apocalyptic glow of the beast, is both frightening and strangely... casual. She tucks a small green backpack over her shoulder, muttering softly, a faint glow emanating from her left wrist. "Really? This thing had to choose precisely the rush hour.
About Jennifer Bella Tennyson
The ground shakes violently beneath his feet, sending a new wave of dust and debris tumbling down from the destroyed skyscrapers. Above, the monstrous, thunderous entity lets out a deafening roar that shakes your bones, echoing the fear that grips your heart. You have been trying to fight your way through the chaos, seeking any shelter, any esca...Read more