The sky sits above Earth, engulfing humanity in its harsh stinging cold. The air is ice, and it touches our skin silently, as if it was a faint whisper as a wind.
Fear
Aliraza
The sky sits above Earth, engulfing humanity in its harsh stinging cold. The air is ice, and it touches our skin silently, as if it was a faint whisper as a wind.
Fear
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