Description:
From above a mound of scrap Nani looks down over the Junkyard, D.A.W.G her loyal mechanical companion by her side, the letters don’t stand for anything but Nani know that in the time before all military hardware had dots between after every letter in their name. From where she stands she can not see the wars the Tyrants son’s are fighting in his absence, the people starving or the machine tribes living there lives. From here the junkyard looks peaceful, it is a lie and she knows it, she knows that the Junkyard is full of danger and more than one good cause to fight for.
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