Life for the common man is hard, here in a world where a blanket of noxious polluting clouds completely enshrouds all but the highest mountain peaks and mesas. The remainder of humanity is overcrowded together, picking through the ruins of the short-sighted generations before and eking out survival one day at a time. For some however, there are things worth grasping for if you have the eyes to see them... (( This is a Steampunk novel, one of my favorite stories I've ever written. If you like it, please share it, I'm trying to claw my way out of obscurity ;-; ))