Weary Sovereigns

The whole world is empty. The sands of time howl in a storm that deafens them to the sounds of all else. They've gone mad... and have, since then, gone sane. So unshakably, brutally sane that, at times, they wish that madness would come again, if only to take away the sheer cold of the certainty. The certainty that their story will never... ever... end. Time Travel. Cover by Ciber.