The sun had set and the moon yet to rise. Glowing with a soft blue iridescence the waters of Patera lake reflected the stars in the cloudless skies. If Dies had ever regretted the absence of stars in the day, then the sight of the pinpricks of light reflected on the glowing lake would make … Continue reading Chapter 61
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