The Cog that Spins the Wheel - 7

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Chapter 7 - What Comes After The Dark

The tears of the moon gathered in the crater bowl of Luna One. The streets are filled with mooners. They came from all the other lunar cities to hold hands and signs and belt songs and slogans into the insufficiently filtered air. They took off their masks so everyone could hear them clearly, even if it killed them a little bit. It was important their overlapping, disparate voices were heard clearly. Like water, they ran down the hills of Lu...