Ash
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There's a new drug on the market with mysterious origins. Blissful, fun, and highly addictive. In the heart of Toronto, the Crystal Moths distribute their first batch of the cutting-edge black-market goods to their street-crew. If only their plan could be executed so easily. As it turns out, the cops aren't the only ones who are gunning to take'em down. Ash is October's short story that is the starting point of something new, combining worlds that should have never crossed. Enjoy the artwork, story in written form, and in audio through the podcast with improv synths. The new era has begun.
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