The Wasteland Palette
Act I The wall was twelve metres high and thirty across, a slab of reinforced concrete from the old highway system, tilted at an angle that made painting it require either scaffolding or stupidity. Dan chose stupidity. It was cheaper. He stood on a rusted rebar protruding from the concrete's surface, one boot locked between two crossing bars, his body angled outward like a figure in a desperate...
0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 3 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen