Sarka and Mar’i Exploration
The airship’s galley was a cramped, steaming sanctuary, a pocket of warmth against the high-altitude chill that seeped through the hull. Sarka stood at the small stove, her movements economical…
The airship’s galley was a cramped, steaming sanctuary, a pocket of warmth against the high-altitude chill that seeped through the hull. Sarka stood at the small stove, her movements economical…