Prologue

The sky was always polluted, constant fires and not enough trees never giving the atmosphere a break. Everywhere you looked, all you could see where clouds.

And Dean was fucking tired of it.

"му нєαят'ѕ мα∂є σƒ ℓєα∂. ¢αη'т кєєρ тнє вυℓℓєтѕ συт, вυт ιт кєєρѕ тнє яα∂ιαтιση ιη."