Their world was ending. Stars foretell dismal tidings - erupting then subsiding. A cosmic prank? A virtual cataclysm! Distant beacons gasp and die, stars that burst and tremble, before our eyes the heavens crumble to the beast.
Their world was ending. Stars foretell dismal tidings - erupting then subsiding. A cosmic prank? A virtual cataclysm! Distant beacons gasp and die, stars that burst and tremble, before our eyes the heavens crumble to the beast.