Everything was dripping with money. No one questioned how the room came to be filled with light, or how Spencer’s mansion stood in a wicked, wasting garden that was the Arklay Forest. No one questioned the dark, magical portraits that adorned his walls, or the fact that no matter where you...
In blackened blood, they stood. A chasm from the earth, wide-open, they were birthed from the gore beneath, and their archaic story began to grow its’ spine. Jake watched his trainer standing in the rapidly darkening building, the shadows caressed his hard edges and his eyes almost bled black as...