Gnomus
The Gnome is dead.
Atlantis, so long his unknowing child, littered with the toys of his imagination and intellect, mourns quietly.
The Gnome was its vital force, even the Thunderer said so.
Atlantis, so long his unknowing child, littered with the toys of his imagination and intellect, mourns quietly.
The Gnome was its vital force, even the Thunderer said so.