2032
It was a muggy evening in March. Overcast. In eight full years of Starmerheaven, the sun had not once broken through the Gray sky. The rain was only ever light drizzle.
A fetid lukewarmth had been…
2032
It was a muggy evening in March. Overcast. In eight full years of Starmerheaven, the sun had not once broken through the Gray sky. The rain was only ever light drizzle.
A fetid lukewarmth had been…