Sublime

But when she had tried to cross space, she had been denied. A will greater than her own had locked Ghostwater down. She felt him arrive like a great ship passing by her in the ocean, stirring up the water with the weight of its presence.

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H. G. Wells.

The Arelius clan, in the ruins of their ancestral home, is still in mourning over the loss of their Monarch. Their

“Maybe it will,” she said hopefully. “Though it seems wrong to hope that a Dreadgod will⁠—” Space cracked in half. From the sky down through

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