Dancing with the past

Celestia was bored, life in the raiders was different than her life in the syndicate and she wasn’t adapting as well as her siblings were. She felt like she didn’t belong, and maybe she didn’t. She was more her mother than her father. And she’d only left home because her siblings were leaving.

Venturing out to clear her head, it was her newest thing. She was venturing towards her mothers home when she stopped at a land that piqued her interest. Littered with times and beasts long forgotten. Old and forgotten pieces of weapon were littered about. And slowly she meandered through them.

Looking over the broken and ragged pieces of metal, the way some were rusted and others had crumpled into ash. She continued to wander through the Plateau.