Chapter 1 "Letter To God"
Grains of sand dance in the air of the late night's breeze, as it whispers over the lifeless desert. A man broken to his knees at the edge of the cliff, basking in the full moon's light. His long shadow looming over three crude, wooden crosses planted in the desert below him. Its been four years since he was eternally torn from the only people he has ever learned to love. The bodies of his wife, son, and best friend all rest beneath the sands. So many times he has returned here in solitude. Unable to let go of the life he once lived. He often wonders why he continues to live. Sometimes he lacks the very will to fight, but still feels guilty when thoughts of quitting fill his mind. Its been four years since they left him, and four years is a long time to wonder the Earth alone.
It all seems like it was just yesterday. Images of his life race through his mind. From the time of his birth to the days of his enslavement. He now drifts in the memories of a broken man raped of all his honor. Many nights he finds himself restless, unable to sleep for the life of him. He is trapped, reliving the past in his mind at every waking moment of the day. Every second is carefully chiseled into his mind like an epitaph. So many times he has tried to destroy these images and severe his mind from the apparitions that haunt him.
"I will love you forever" He hears the sweat voice of his late wife, Sophia, ringing in his head. The image of Sophia holding their new born son, Thomas, is engraved in his heart. She is the angel that helps him through each passing day and the succubus that torments him all through the nights. She was everything to him. She was all he ever wanted, all he ever needed. It seems like it all just happened yesterday, but it was for years ago to this day.
Grains of sand dance in the air of the late night's breeze, as it whispers over the lifeless desert. A man broken to his knees at the edge of the cliff, basking in the full moon's light. His long shadow looming over three crude, wooden crosses planted in the desert below him. Its been four years since he was eternally torn from the only people he has ever learned to love. The bodies of his wife, son, and best friend all rest beneath the sands. So many times he has returned here in solitude. Unable to let go of the life he once lived. He often wonders why he continues to live. Sometimes he lacks the very will to fight, but still feels guilty when thoughts of quitting fill his mind. Its been four years since they left him, and four years is a long time to wonder the Earth alone.
It all seems like it was just yesterday. Images of his life race through his mind. From the time of his birth to the days of his enslavement. He now drifts in the memories of a broken man raped of all his honor. Many nights he finds himself restless, unable to sleep for the life of him. He is trapped, reliving the past in his mind at every waking moment of the day. Every second is carefully chiseled into his mind like an epitaph. So many times he has tried to destroy these images and severe his mind from the apparitions that haunt him.
"I will love you forever" He hears the sweat voice of his late wife, Sophia, ringing in his head. The image of Sophia holding their new born son, Thomas, is engraved in his heart. She is the angel that helps him through each passing day and the succubus that torments him all through the nights. She was everything to him. She was all he ever wanted, all he ever needed. It seems like it all just happened yesterday, but it was for years ago to this day.