Childhood Friend Of The Zenith – Chapter 971

Dusk passed; night came. As always, the carmine backlight was plentiful. Not one moon, but many, filled the night sky. I pass the stars, brush past the moons, and move toward my destination. Time in the Myriad Realms flows unusually slowly, but there was one strange thing. The span from the dying glow to the coming of night was strangely...