Our Lock is Their Crop

The Moon is so small. Earth One's grasp on the celestial object had weakened with age. Earth One: humanity's birthplace. Now old. Overburdened. Poisoned. Dying. Qaad couldn't help but feel a connection with the planet he inhabited. He too was in his...

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