Ilyra

Snow drifts lazily past the harbor penthouse windows, the city below a mesh of neon and amber streetlights glowing through the haze. Inside, a muted CRT TV flickers with a rerun of Seinfeld; a Discman and a neat stack of CDs sit abandoned on the counter, relics of another era. Ilyra Voss stands at the balcony, coa...더 읽어보세요