Voice Record January 20, 2517....

I seemed to have lucked out a bit. The night before I was able to salvage some soft tanned leathers in various earthen shades. I won’t go into details of where I found such luxury items. Temptation may be to great by others in the same circumstances as I to scavenge my newly found treasures. Though the find could not have come at a better time for me.

The winds have been picking up in the afternoons and even though my old jacket worked well enough my lower arms were being stung raw by the sands being whisked around. From these newly found leathers I was able to fashion a new coat that covers my arms fully. Taking some rivets and leather laces I was able to fashion a haltered corset this time from some smaller pieces of leather. Pulling the belt buckle from my other belt to use on a new belt to hold up a newly fashioned pair of shorts I made. I think I struck gold when I was able to find some boots near the leather that fit. Hopefully now that I have two pairs I can keep from wearing either of them out completely.

I wonder what tomorrow will bring? I am following a worn trail but it looks as if it has been some time since another has walked this path. Will I run into others trying to survive out in these harsh times? Perhaps but I will not get my hopes up. I can hardly remember the last time I saw another living being, much less one of my own race. Yet maybe there is truth in the Prophecy. For now I will hide what is left of what I found in hopes it will come in use another day.

End Voice Record for January 20, 2517.

J. out.



Complete Oufit: Top, Shorts, Jacket, Leg Bands, Boots

Skin: 050° - Torrid
Hair: T3 Lulu Bangs-HoneyBrown
Eyes: Mirror Eyes - Brown