The Dark Lords Are Weeping

When i arrived in the dark city, it was exactly what i'm sure you've heard described here on the podcast numerous times. I'd never been myself, but built intoca s and and valleys and canyons and abysses,. Was a massive metropolis wi the light would only touch the ground at the bottom level for one minute a day as the sun travelled down down the path. And there was chaos, absolute chaos. The dark lords, nights were were weeping. They were bereft. Half half the people there want to return to the original name. Can you imagine pittsburg? I mean, it's ridiculous. It's like in a pit. It's all pits