The wasteland stretches open before Maris and Warble, pointing them toward suggestive rock formations, forgotten glories, and last chances on the horizon. Kai keeps...
It’s the first law of the wasteland, always keep one in the chamber for the ferryman. Things have a tendency to go Murphy out...
I spy with my sandy eye an outpost in the distance that proves to have some internal troubles of its own. Maris and Warble...