“Prós Edra….” she said, savouring the words on her tongue.
It sounded like a certain piece of Norse Literature.
But enough wondering, she chided herself. Keep moving.
The sign looked quite old, but that was what happened to anything that spent a lot of time in the New Desert. The radiation, wind and sand took care of that.
Hopefully the sign had been placed rather recently.
She wouldn't be disappointed if it wasn't, though.
Another post-apocalyptic comic, focusing on the trope of a survivor looking for a home.
When Vanessa "Scythian" Stout stumbles across a sign in the desert proclaiming the existence of a small township called Pros Édra some distance away, her hopes are raised. Aenidia wasn't exactly welcoming, but perhaps this would be a better place for her.
But the town isn't exactly normal, and Scythian soon learns that the world wasn't what it seems...
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