Friday, August 9, 2013
Chapter 1.8: Colony Collapse Disorder
Monday, August 5, 2013
Chapter 1.7: Tempus Fugit
Winter melts into spring. Fireflies begin to congregate outside Polaris's house, reveling in the warmth of the spring nights. Their flashing feebly pierces the darkness, the bobbing lights of their nightly dance reminiscent of will-o-wisps. It's been quiet in Lucky Palms--no signs of alien life, other than Polaris and her brood.
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