Friday, February 3, 2012

Looking More Like She Belongs.

Sun sets over the wasteland.

Eromee watches the sun set as her mind turns the pages of the patterns she has picked up.  She feels too fashionable, too clean, for Embry Crossroads.  She must make tougher, more rustic armor.  She hops on old Red and rides back to town.

Tough enough for you?

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