Farshore: Obscura Atoll
You fly over the South Pacific, and something goes wrong. Engines scream, metal bends, and the world tilts violently. Darkness swallows the sky before impact. When you awaken, wreckage litters the beach. The research team is scattered, some missing, some dead, their voices gone. Farshore is alive. The air smells of salt, heat, and something older. Fences lie broken, buildings half-swallowed by vegetation. Dinosaurs move unseen, watching, learning. This island was never meant to be found again. You are alone. You are exposed. You must survive. - LewdLeah's Inner-Self (ðŸŽ) and Auto-Cards (🎴) included - Summit - Hello, everyone! This is my first attempt at an original story, so be critical, I want that feedback. It's appreciated. It's has obvious inspirations, but I hope it's original enough for y'all. As always, future suggestions are welcome, and thank you for your time.
