Review: Myrath – Wilderness of Mirrors
Can the mirrors reflect the opening brilliance?
Can the mirrors reflect the opening brilliance?
Curvier. Swords.
Welcome to the flock.
A tried-and-true concept about interstellar visitors that stumbles some but nails the landing.
Hon hon hon.
Eeeeenteeeeerrrr. Poooorrrtaaaal.
In space, no one can hear your synths.
Fear it, run from it, the Kazoo arrives all the same.
Whaddaya mean I don’t believe in thrash gods?
I talk to Dave Mustaine every day.
Will radiance outshine the void, or will it be sucked into the black hole?