It has been about to snow in Hades for every century I remember. What sky there is, low and damply chilled, hides informers from each other, clings to every concrete edifice — but I was told a story once that when the mortal empire Rome bore down across one-third the human world this grey city was vicious with imperial sunlight. Perhaps it only snows when we're not here to see. This after all is Hell.
Arkady Martine is a speculative fiction writer and, as Dr. AnnaLinden Weller, a Byzantine historian. In both roles she writes about border politics, rhetorical propaganda, and liminal spaces. She was a student at Viable Paradise XVII. Arkady grew up in New York City and currently lives in Uppsala, Sweden. Find her online at arkadymartine.wordpress.com or on Twitter as @ArkadyMartine.