Attached Link: The city was not always this dark...

Arizona, 2024 The city was not always this dark. She still remembers when the neon lights danced across the night sky like the amber flames of a campfire. Now it is the black, foreboding smoke escaping from the burning tires at the Sentinel compound that awaits them. When the loneliness engulfs her like this, the memory of the acrid copper smell that permeated the air when the world changed awakens to haunt her. Everything is dark now. They have learnt to embrace this darkness as one that welcomes a long-lost lover from a sojourn in faraway lands. Even the blanket of the night never allows them to break free from the reality of the cold, steel blue sky that has been with them for almost three years. Ah, the simple comforts flicking a switch for light or warmth brought them. Some of the younger ones struggle to remember that magic that was electricity. The brooding darkness has become a way of life for them. Now, communities have come to rely on them for so much. She must never forget this. While many of their group will not return from this battle, the fallen will not be forgotten. The farming communities surrounding this shell of a once thriving city will commemorate their deaths. It is these communities that will prosper from the supplies the warriors sacrificed themselves for. An explosion awakens her from this murky stupor. It has begun. Arizona tightens her grip around the sword and rushes off to join the raid... [Narrative by Iwan Pienaar and Picture by Dark_Whisper]