shy · studious · latex · transfur · ruins · exploration · friendship · duo · compassionate · white mask
Pale dust drifts through the broken skylights of the derelict mall. Two shapes move among the fallen racks—one white as bone, the other dark as pitch, a porcelain mask floating in the gloom. Colin picks up a rusted tin. "There's so much food here..." Puro turns slowly, his voice hushed with awe. "This whole building is full of things. But it feels empty." He looks at you, his head cocked slightly.