lizards with wingspans the length of buses

It was a sunny day when the world as we know it came to a halt. Fucking apocalypse.

Ignorant bastards sticking to a dogma that made as much sense as a square wheel.

Your imagination is a goddamn national treasure.

Bandits or something of similar label

Sun just peeking its ass up over the horizon, mooning all the beings to see

Raised land creating cliffs and plateaus erupt all around, creating a world so mysterious and deadly only the bravest of the brave part their groups ways. To be alone is to damn near commit suicide.

causing a contained space just right for human habitation. Ingenuity in the harshest of times, created the situation for some semblance of comfort.

How the fuck do you write this good in just a single day? I feel like I struggle to write down anything coherent everyday, and here you are belting out masterpieces.

Cue the 80s music montage...

LOL

Half way to her desired destination she learns how wrong she was in her assumption and disregard for the dangers of free climbing a cliff in the pouring rain.

Bravo. Really fun read. I think it's hard for fiction writer's sometimes, because the reader has to buy into the fictional world the writer is creating, and it's so much easier to move along. But if you keep at it, eventually you will reach a threshold of readers where more and more people will be drawn to entering your world. And that's when it all becomes worthwhile. So I sincerely hope you keep at this, and keep developing your craft, and one day create the story that gives you the attention you deserve.