untoldtalltalesA slow thunder rumbled around the #edge of waking and Niko opened his bloodshot eyes, mind #torpid from lack of sleep. Broiling clouds rode the horizon and spiraled into a familiar facade of dread.
Niko had overslept. Again.
Searing winds tore at his clothes as he made his way upmountain, running from this hellish #storm. For many days now, Niko felt he could outrun his doom. Today, he wasn't so sure, and his steps faltered on the slope.