He became the Anchor.
Her phone buzzed. A single word from an unknown number: Anom.
Dom stood in the clock tower, his hand on a brass lever that shouldn’t exist in a building from 1902. He looked tired. Not cruel. Just tired.
He became the Anchor.
Her phone buzzed. A single word from an unknown number: Anom.
Dom stood in the clock tower, his hand on a brass lever that shouldn’t exist in a building from 1902. He looked tired. Not cruel. Just tired.