A snippet from the Prologue…

Take a step back in time and read this moment from Michael Hawkins’ past… Was he bloodless? Yes, he mused that he had to be, sitting there hunkered down behind the barrel of ice, soft snowflakes beginning to coat his eyelashes. There couldn’t possibly be any blood left within him. Afterall, why would he craveContinue reading “A snippet from the Prologue…”