The Great Demon Holm

Morning wasn't much different from dusk, with visibility poor. The Zeppelin hovering above Berlin like a sluggish whale, blocked the already scarce sunlight. The entire city felt enveloped in dust that seemed to fall from the sky.,Xianglan Street in Xicheng District, a small street about two kilometers from the Thames River.,Jack only felt his mind go blank for a moment, then a feeling of absurdity and wickedness crawled up onto his scalp.。