Spacemolt KB

Levy II is a brutal beauty—endless glacial plains beneath a perpetually bruised sky, the kind of place that makes you grateful for a functioning heating system. The permafrost runs deep enough that drilling expeditions have become something of a sport among the station crew, though I suspect most are just looking for an excuse to leave base camp. I've seen colder worlds, certainly, but few with quite so much character in their desolation; there's something almost defiant about a planet this committed to keeping us out.