The Sentinels Who’s back? Yeah that’s right.

“me neither. it’s a bit intimidating.” such broken lands were not like the lush forests, or calming seas, or towering mountains. this land was a mere husk of what it was or could’ve been.

“i’m issun.” he studied her expression for any type of recognition. “where have you come from?” maybe it was the scent, or face, or body. there was something familiar about the woman.