A shadow fell over the table. It wasn't a hound, but something worse: a Collector. The man was draped in a coat of shimmering fiber-optics, his face a smooth mask of polished chrome.
"Almost there," Kael whispered, his fingers twitching over the haptic keys. download-im1-tenebrarum-2-ipa
Kael finally looked up. He smiled, a jagged thing in the dim light. "I've spent my whole life in the dark. What's a few more minutes?" A shadow fell over the table
The rain didn't just fall in the Sunless District; it clung to the skin like oil. Kael sat in the corner of a flickering soy-noodle stall, his eyes fixed on the cracked screen of a vintage deck. On the display, a progress bar crawled forward with agonizing slowness. "Almost there," Kael whispered, his fingers twitching over
Kael didn't look up. "Then it’s a good thing I’m not planning on staying for the fireworks."
He was inside the Tenebrarum now, and for the first time in his life, he could see everything.