PARIAH

“Beneath the canopy of the ancient trees, darkening with each passing hour, he senses the beasts of the forest drawing near—the ones in the wilds of his mind for certain, if not others—and he sees the diverging paths laid out before him: one right, one wrong, and one so very clouded. In this shadow kingdom where the heart beats like thunder and the clouds move with every treacherous, ungenerous thought, he stands alone…”