Published on: Sep 6, 2015 @ 11:12 Guardians, judgment has been cast down upon us, and its merciless verdict seeps with malice. We have done what was needed to save ourselves & the sacred Traveler; possibly the whole Solar System as we know it. Unfortunately, there is no time to settle when the looming storm approaches. Crota has been silenced, but his influence has riddled through the unseen like a virus. The Hive’s sickly plague has reached the precursor of pure twilight, the forefather of a fleet burrowed deep within the cracks of all that is and all that ever
