20 years had come and passed since evil had been lain to rest into the ground. Normally, the sweeping wind would bear the scent of lilac, willow, and roses through the night. The sun would be forthcoming, radiantly giving off its strong, warm, life-giving force. But on this pre-dawn day there was a sweeping silence across the grounds of the cemetery, and light would not come into the morning, but an oppressive silence, carrying terror and death in its bosom. Nothing could be heard under the dark and starless sky over the cemetery. Not the rustle of the leaves, as no wind blew, not even the...
20 years had come and passed since evil had been lain to rest into the ground. Normally, the sweeping wind would bear the scent of lilac, willow, and ...
Jonathan Talbot, born in poverty, a mentally torn and mentally beaten man cast away like garbage, and most of all, forgotten. Once a military hero, and then unlawfully imprisoned for a crime he didn't commit. For him, love of justice and regard for truth were no more. Despite his brave and heroic military journey, the system had frustrated the truth he had known, perverted it, and he had no method of defense, no second chance.
Jonathan Talbot, born in poverty, a mentally torn and mentally beaten man cast away like garbage, and most of all, forgotten. Once a military hero, an...
