By David C. Daoust Khadory landed hard. An array of injuries enveloped him with the darkness, not just from the perilous slide down the shaft, striking the earth below, itself, left its mark. He hit hard enough to force consciousness…
By David C. Daoust Hindal was not who he was meant to be. He had played a game with the darkness, one that left a mar across his existence. It was here in this black pit that he was to…