I did not ask to be chosen. I did not seek out the burden of sacredness or the weight of unseen war. But in the silence between battles and the spaces between breath, something called my name—and it was not a whisper. It was thunder.It came at night, as these things always do. When the world is quiet and the lies no longer hold. I was not sleepin

The thing about betrayal is—it never comes from the enemy. No, the knife that finds your back is almost always held by someone you trusted. Maybe they smiled when they did it. Maybe they said they were helping. But you know the truth. A man can feel it in his bones when something’s been twisted in the dark.They committed treason—not against a

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