An Unofficial Biography of The Real Burnouts: Chapter 8

-8- Their footsteps echoed on the main deck of the Mardi, leaving footprints in the thin layer of green dust that had gathered there. Cub bent down and scooped up some of the dust on his fingertip. It was as if the fine green powder had been slowly and silently claiming the ship. Black Cloud … Continue reading An Unofficial Biography of The Real Burnouts: Chapter 8

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