I'm going to start to get to grips with a story for these Cat-Anna Images... so a bit of a storyline start coming :) The dust settles on the dusk. It's never cold any more. It's not green any more, except for the memories, memories of green. She was down on her luck, cast adrift in the future of the now. Things were easy once, riding high on youth and the energy there of. Now? Well, things come to pass when you are using up time... things you'd rather forget but never can. What they leave you with is uncertainty and a burning wound. That of memory. And regrets. And there are many regrets. So Cat-Anna wound up here, in the pile driver of society. There are bright spots, after a night in the neon, but they fade away, like an after image in the retina, fleeting promises of blue and orange, blown way in the nightmare of the dreaming. And she did not want to dream? Only of promises of youth and the energy long gone. Maybe she should check out but... something will come around... at least that's what she tells herself. Something will happen, hope in the city of Fallen Angels. Until that something arrives she will sleep, for the future. Time comes for all warriors but, time runs out eventually. It's 2051 and things are going to change. They have to.