Court Jester
Bullets fly in the nightmarish crucible where death mixes with molten blood in the flames of war.
What’s not to love?
This is a story in a city of death, the cold lonely streets where people breathe their last, suffocated with the tense atmosphere, and piano wire. This is my story, my own tome of survival so those who dislike the darker side beware, because it gets pretty dark when you come in here.
For those interested I’m doing this novel for me so expect inconsistent updates, but at minimum I’ll post once a week maybe more we will see how it goes.
Grimthorn · 现实
