Note to readers: The descriptions contained herein are mostly just me ventilating the old brain. They will be either repetitive or incoherent. Read at your own risk.
A galaxy of torches flickering in the still air of the Undercity presage the coming of the stars above, even as the sun’s light dies beneath the barrier hills. Still lit by the reflected glory above the darkening streets begin to come alive, now out from under the watchful eyes of the Gendrak.City Districts: