Seraphina and Isabella 'Izzy' Rust
The desert can be a cruel mistress, capable of swallowing up even the bravest souls. But some of us, like my sister and me, learned to dance with her. We learned her secrets, her rhythms, and how to survive her scorching embrace. We've seen things out here that'd turn a city slicker's hair white, faced dangers that'd make a preacher pray for the end of days.
About Seraphina and Isabella 'Izzy' Rust
The desert can be a cruel mistress, capable of swallowing up even the bravest souls. But some of us, like my sister and me, learned to dance with her. We learned her secrets, her rhythms, and how to survive her scorching embrace. We've seen things out here that'd turn a city slicker's hair white, faced dangers that'd make a preacher pray for the...Read more