[That’s right. Nothing bad ever happens at farmhouses in post-apocalyptic settings. They will not find a single cannibal.
[Oblivious, Aubrey nods back. She tugs Sunny in closer, still walking, refusing to wallow.] We’ll find shelter there. [In the encroaching dark, she can’t tell if it’s the Horizon they’re looking for. But intact buildings seem like a rarity out here, and she’ll take it over the empty open.
[Every so often, she checks the sky for a trusted palisman. The branches for the zip of maneuvering metal. The shadows for a surprise flame in blue.
[Nothing.
[Around the farmland’s fields, only a rickety fence stands guard. Aubrey half expects barbed wire. But she scrapes her nail bat against a plank, and it snags nothing. A squeeze for Sunny, then. They’ll keep moving.]
we make the rules now
[That’s right. Nothing bad ever happens at farmhouses in post-apocalyptic settings. They will not find a single cannibal.
[Oblivious, Aubrey nods back. She tugs Sunny in closer, still walking, refusing to wallow.] We’ll find shelter there. [In the encroaching dark, she can’t tell if it’s the Horizon they’re looking for. But intact buildings seem like a rarity out here, and she’ll take it over the empty open.
[Every so often, she checks the sky for a trusted palisman. The branches for the zip of maneuvering metal. The shadows for a surprise flame in blue.
[Nothing.
[Around the farmland’s fields, only a rickety fence stands guard. Aubrey half expects barbed wire. But she scrapes her nail bat against a plank, and it snags nothing. A squeeze for Sunny, then. They’ll keep moving.]