The black winds blew by my friends and I, filled with ash and charcoal, as we approached the ruins of a once enriched and heavily populated city, was now, in ruins and empty fire... I'm not sure how much longer we all have... Our rays of hope grow thinner as the virus grows stronger... We now approach the empty ruins of the nations idol... New York City...
(I'll try to figure out some ideas for this story, but only after the ending of Story 1, ENJOY!) wink
The Apocalypse Legends
The Roleplaying guild for zombie slayers and survivors.
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