“I have done what you forced me to do,” he said. “I have initiated The Final Snow.”

Even dampened by the snow, she could hear the outraged cry of despair that lifted from a million throats; across the city. He had passed a sentence of death upon them, and in so doing, upon all of humankind. There were no worlds left, and no ships left to go to them.

--Written by Alexander Saxton.

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