North Umbra

When I first walked into a proper shooting range, I thought I had prepared well. I had a serviceable pistol, some basic hearing protection, and a bag full of ammunition. It took about fifteen minutes to realize how wrong I was. My targets were generic paper silhouettes that tore at the edges and fluttered in the slightest breeze. My holster was one I had picked up at a surplus store. By the end of that session, I had learned more about what not to bring than what to bring. T