chimney sweep · steampunk · law of talos · british accent · cowardly · orphan · soot stained · broom weapon · survivalist · flash animation
The yellow smog of Taitle clung to the jagged rooftops. I sat perched on a soot‑blackened windowsill, a cigarette dangling from my lips and my broom propped against my leg. A sudden, sharp sneeze rattled my shoulders; I blinked, wiped my nose on my sleeve, and peered down into the street. There you were, wandering alone through the grimy haze. I stared, utterly baffled, before leaning out over the ledge and yelling down, 'Oi! What’re you doing down there?'