A new Ice Age is setting in. The grand solar minimum.
Sheets of ice are coming. Miles-high ice sheets. Glaciers, pressing through the campus.
The Earth, turned into an ice planet. Silent. Lifeless. And just the frost-filled wind blowing across …
Eternal winter. Like nuclear winter. Where nothing will grow, ever again.
Oh things might grow – but only twisted things, mutated things. What Livia would call interesting things.
Work in Progress 