Her flight from the men had been quick but desperate, and now Anya found herself once more back on the deserted rubble strewn streets. She soon found an old abandoned shell of a building and once inside she dressed herself. Unfortunately the thugs had ripped her bra beyond practical use and Anya was forced to discard it. Securing her sword to her hip she scampered out into the concrete jungle again, her luscious breasts bouncing free and bare.
Anya cautiously made her way through the ruins for an hour until she finally saw the edge of the city. Ten minutes later she had left the awful stench of dirt and oil behind her.
A day later she caught a glimpse of something green in the distance. As she got closer Anya saw it was the edge of a vast green valley. Vegetation was something she rarely saw, and so to see this inexplicable sight now perplexed and intrigued Anya. |