dunes

  1. Hinterland

    Open Chronicles devil & deep blue

    The cool air tosses pale, unkept hair as the tall figure crosses over the damp sand. Dusk had come too quickly for Zodiac's liking. It had only been in passing, that he'd heard of this wreck. It was old, weathered and growing barnacles from it's crumbling wooden hull. Dressed in common, loose...