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"Jess... Jess," a middle-aged man, dressed in a tie and brimmed hat, shouted as he rushed into the kitchen. "I need a drink to celebrate," "Erik..." Jess, his wife, attempted to interject, but Erik is far too excited to even acknowledge the look of concern on his wife's face.
Erik and Rebecca stood at the bridge. The water moved below, carrying debris and struggling thrall. “Of course the thrall fall in there,” Erik says as he steps forward. “They are thrall, right,” he asked.
Erik wiped sweat from his brow as the summer heat loomed over him. His hands trembled as he set the duffel down, though he didn’t need anything it. He released the pry-bar and let it fall the short distance to the ground. He shook off the anxiety, wishing he had a shot to medicate it away. His knees throbbed and he knelt.
Erik stood behind Sean Garrison. Sean— a large, broad-shouldered man whose very presence commanded attention. He wasn’t just a survivor; he was one-half of the infamous Garrison brothers, the outlaws of Black Lake. For years, Erik watched from the streets as Sean and his brother terrorized the region. Often slipping past the Black Shirts and avoiding persecution, like it was a game. They moved with reckless confidence, fearless and untouchable.
A second large piece of plywood crashed to the floor, the sound echoed through the small building like a gunshot. Cracks spidered out across the laminated glass. Some sections bowed inward, ready to collapse.
Log 05-10: Elmyra, Territory of the Reds Elmira, where the boundaries between human and Kimerian blur, survival isn’t just about adapting — it’s about integrating. That’s the inspiration behind the Working the Line collection. Each shirt, mug, and print captures a snapshot of life along the Unknown Highway, where the ordinary and the uncanny converge.