✮ Ego ✮
As the ship pierced the upper atmosphere, Koba squeezed his groin. His breath came easier than it had all day or night or whatever the hell the time is on this planet. The Veyrith’s fjord is not an ordinary canyon carved by water. It is a wound in the planet’s crust, a chasm where translucent cliffs rise like frozen waves. The walls pulse faintly with bioluminescent lines. The waters are not…















