Originally Posted by
Pvt. Stupidhead
Rickard Woodsman continued to walk down the ruined patch of grass, which clearly had served as a walking path for quite a while to humans, critters and beasts alike in the great woods. It was clear why: It was one of the many public entrances to the forest, the one which you 'would' be able to easily get lost if you were to get careless, but the constant sounds of honking, shouting and public fights would in the end always guide you back.
He stared infront of him, feeling as if the path was never ending, until he saw a few pieces of concrete up ahead, he looked over to see that a blue car was up ahead of him, though he never really got to the point of wanting to "identify" the cars for models, colours and fancy things like that. When he inhaled, he noticed the clear presensce of 'smog' in the air, clearly beginning to enter the city as he noticed more and more buildings.
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