The Last by Alexander Preis
The Last by Alexander Preis The quill scratched against the parchment, the iron gall ink leaving its impressions in flowing text. With little more than a shaft of moonlight and the rapidly approaching dawn...
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God Power by James Rumpel
God Power by James Rumpel Mark’s incessant cry continued to get louder. His mother stared at the darkened ceiling in an adjacent room. His father pretended to be asleep next to her. “Greg,” the...