Walker

In a world turned strange and dark…

… where the sun is a swollen, dying ember in a veiled sky…

… and the land is empty of other humans…

… she wanders, alone, through all the seasons. She has found no other living soul, in all her years of searching, but she is too strong to give up, and the search is all she has, so she keeps walking.

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