Allen685
(THIS IS PART 2 OF THE FIRST STORY ON MY PROFILE)
The silence didn't mean the world was gone.
It meant something survived.
Cut off from Atlas and moving east through the frozen ruins of Russia, Mark must rely on Camila an Anthro operative whose ruthless pragmatism clashes with everything he believes. Their survival depends on trust built through action, not agreement.
As they follow their hope of survival toward China, the truth behind the collapse begins to stir, while old loyalties fracture and unseen eyes watch from the dark.
This is not a story about hope.
It's about what happens when the world speaks again and the price of listening.
(ALL IMAGES USED IN THIS BOOD ARE NOT MINE AND ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED FOR THE ORIGINAL ARTISTS)