As we sat relaxed against the wall, she gazed up at me with her porcelain-like face, and for a moment, my sister’s face replaced hers. She started whimpering in my ear; her fingers brushed against my skin as she nuzzled her face against my chest, her warm breath caressing my skin-After a while, she fell asleep, her weight settling against me like a gentle anchor. I carried her out of the collapsed subway tunnel-soothed by her warm breath and steady heartbeat. With her gentle snores blending as her hair rustles against my shirt. At that moment, it felt like the universe was giving me a second chance.

The sky turned dark indigo, enveloping the city’s former glory in shadows. The crumbling skyscrapers stood like jagged teeth, their steel beams exposed like skeletal remains. Neon lights pierced the darkness, casting an eerie glow on the rubble-strewn streets. It resembled a dimly lit path through a haunted maze. The distant hum of generators echoed through the desolate landscape. Mimicking the busy hum of the city that once was. Serving as a reminder. The night air set in; the temperature dropped. Her shivers intensified, her small body trembling against mine

Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.

As we navigated through the Remains of the city, the rubble beneath our feet crunched and shifted, like fragile bones breaking under our weight. The distant light from my half-destroyed apartment shone like a beacon, guiding us through the darkness. As the girl’s whimpers grew in intensity, I stroked her back, offering reassurance that our safety was just within reach. With a sense of calm, she nestled against me, her head resting on my chest, as her cheeks paled. The sun rose, casting a splendid glow upon my partially ruined apartment, illuminating the scant walls that were left. Despite being worn down by time and decay, those walls held memories that made it feel like home, a sanctuary in this desolate wasteland.