These are the snows of yesteryear, the pristine remnants of the origin of the solar system, waiting frozen in the interstellar dark.


Comet, Chapter I (p. 4)


These are the snows of yesteryear, the pristine remnants of the origin of the solar system, waiting frozen in the interstellar dark.

These are the snows of yesteryear, the pristine remnants of the origin of the solar system, waiting frozen in the interstellar dark.

These are the snows of yesteryear, the pristine remnants of the origin of the solar system, waiting frozen in the interstellar dark.

These are the snows of yesteryear, the pristine remnants of the origin of the solar system, waiting frozen in the interstellar dark.