Its coming. The mother of all storms. Batten down the hatches and pray to your gods. Strange thing is, this is the wrong time of year for a storm like this.
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Its coming. The mother of all storms. Batten down the hatches and pray to your gods if you think they'll listen. Strange thing is, this is the wrong time of year for a storm like this. Could this be a harbinger of something more sinister? If so, how do you stop it?