Chimper #356
In The Dragon Wastelands, most things are either broken or forgotten. Achika once believed they were both. Inspired by the solitary valor of wanderers like Yukimura, they wore a mask and walked alone, convinced that survival in the scorched canyons meant leaving no tracks and trusting no one. Then they met someone who didnโt see an outcast, but a fellow survivor. This person didnโt ask about the mask, but instead shared their meager rations during a week of stinging, ghost-filled rain. They found the small fren together, shivering beneath a dragonโs fossilized ribcage. It was too small to survive alone. As they warmed it between their hands, they realized they were too. The wasteland is no less harsh, but it is no longer empty.