by Sean Crane
A government that rules by fear. Surveillance on every corner. A president whose executive orders have brought unrest to the streets. Then the ground begins to shake. Something is shifting beneath the surface. Something that humanity has long forgotten. It is watching. Waiting.
| # | Title | Words |
|---|---|---|
| 0 | THEN THERE WAS SILENCE | 0 |
| 1 | A GREAT LIGHT SHONE FROM THE SKY | 0 |
| 2 | FOR HE WAS LADEN WITH REGRET | 0 |
| 3 | A CHILD OF IRAMESH | 0 |
| 4 | YE SHALL HEAR OF FALSE WARS | 0 |
| 5 |
| A DAY OF WASTENESS AND DESOLATION |
| 0 |
| 6 | LOVE SHALL WAX COLD | 0 |
| 7 | HE HATH STOOD UPON THE ASHES | 0 |
| 8 | THE SCALES FELL FROM HIS EYES. | 0 |
| 9 | PATH OF THE JUST | 0 |
| 10 | SHE WAS THE EYES TO THE BLIND | 0 |
| 11 | IN THE BEGINNING | 0 |
| 12 | WHEN THE WICKED BEARETH RULE | 0 |
