Persephone

Save a Life

Heyna had entered the Dead Zone. The landscape was barren and cracked, the soil so red, heavy with sulfuric compounds it would seemingly bleed when the rains, merciful as they were rare, hailed from the firmaments above. Heyna licked her blistered lips to taste the cinereal dust that coated her, her bike and everything that surrounded her near and far. The tip of her tongue stung sharply - Hexavalent Chromium and Cadmium alloys singed her nerve receptors.