We chased them into a Coriolis storm. Wind’s at 800 kilometers an hour. Nothing survives such a storm. They’re dead. It’s a certainty.
Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings obliteration.
We chased them into a Coriolis storm. Wind’s at 800 kilometers an hour. Nothing survives such a storm. They’re dead. It’s a certainty.
Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings obliteration.