[Introduction post]
Somewhere, in a distant flat, wind assaulted Gray from all sides. His form was still amorphous, undefined, undecided, but like the gathering clouds above him, he noted he had taken on the same distinctive hue of the sky, the same one lashing about, as though it wanted to push him away. It was a warning, a distinct “Come closer…Read More

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