In the middle of the Great War the Warden of Night would use the Primordial Prism Warp to enter the fray. Armed with stars he rarely lost.
STRANGE SPANNERS being an accounting of strangeness of the warp and woof of my mind For those of you new here, think of this as 1/2 "Night Gallery" Our Motto: Nos somnium quisnam es futurus fatum quod insolitus tutus vos!
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