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soloflight
It has begun.
The Norse call it Fimbulvetr. The final winter, the winter of winters. A winter unlike any other the world has seen, lasting as long as three normal winters with no summers in between. Biting winds, snow from all directions, the earth plunged into unprecedented cold. And mankind will become so desperate for food and survival that all laws and morals will fall away.
Yet it is only the beginning of the end of the world.
