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Literature

Chapter 1

They first met on a cold and dreary night, when the sun was just barely setting beyond the sky-rails and towering habitation blocks. The sky was a smoldering curtain of gray blocking out most of the suns trailing light. Tar, ash, brimstone, and gun powder was ripe in the air, and it mixed with the rank smell of far too many people cramped in too dense a space. Even in a sparse avenue away from the worst of the packed streets, the stale odor of the city was ripe in the air. Acid rain drizzled from the overhead shroud, stinging the gravel pavement of the streets where it was unshielded by the gutters. The wind was warm, a bad sign for worse weather to come. Thunder rumbled in the sky’s above and vibrated the earth beneath ones feet. Overall, it was just another average day in Voxsturm. The massive city was surrounded by curtain walls of steel and stone protecting it from the worst of the tornadic weather. The amber glow of light pollution soaked the enclosed city, casting