A desert.
Of all the places to build a city in, Withmore Hope, Inc had chosen a desert. Fair enough, the woman thought - distant enough from supply for the corporate overlords to keep their grubby hands on everything. Or so she supposed, although the subtle intricacies of city planning escaped her. Poppy Rose Mortcombe-Holloway, such was her name, wasn’t really one to keep track of the bigger picture. Not that it didn’t interest her; far from it, given her particular field of expertise. She was just one to prioritize the smaller details, and that was that.
She was also one to get sidetracked a lot.
Rose exhaled a cloud of smoke from her nostrils and turned to look at the dusty trail she came from. The latest in an impossibly long line of
Of all the places to build a city in, Withmore Hope, Inc had chosen a desert. Fair enough, the woman thought - distant enough from supply for the corporate overlords to keep their grubby hands on everything. Or so she supposed, although the subtle intricacies of city planning escaped her. Poppy Rose Mortcombe-Holloway, such was her name, wasn’t really one to keep track of the bigger picture. Not that it didn’t interest her; far from it, given her particular field of expertise. She was just one to prioritize the smaller details, and that was that.
She was also one to get sidetracked a lot.
Rose exhaled a cloud of smoke from her nostrils and turned to look at the dusty trail she came from. The latest in an impossibly long line of