The blood of a storyteller is spilled. Hope vanishes. Yet in night, the King of Claire whispers.
Officer McCormick lay dead in the street, his insides cooked, but not a mark on him.
Whosoever speaketh a word against the Son of man, it shall be forgiven him: but whosoever speaketh against the Holy Ghost, it shall not be forgiven him, neither in this world, neither in the world to come.
- Matthew 12:32
Reese and Emma are a young couple struggling to make ends meet while raising their four-year-old son. They've got a lot of love, but love doesn't pay the bills.
“The way you were smiling to yourself, I figured you were thinking ‘bout your man.” Still in the blush of her honeymoon, Chrissy wanted to see the whole world in love.
“My man,” Maggie sighed. “Nope, I wasn’t thinking about him.”
"This is Madness!" King Dylenn slammed his fist now on the map of his kingdom and demanded an answer.