#WordWeavers May 1 - Introduce your setting as if it's a character in your story.
Her slate-grey expanse has been transformed; through the pavement, shoots of unruly, screaming hair burst from her skin. She adorns herself in dead animals; dead men, too. She's restless, churning. She is dying, and she knows it, but she still cups her hands to create shelter where she can. She sucks the last gasps of oxygen through the broken teeth of her skyline.
