The Death of an Age
George stared out at the burning ruins of Washington D.C., his face grim and pitiless. Behind him was Thomas, seated on an old coach, smoking and…
Juan de la Crus
Juan De La Crus writes stories anonymously.
George stared out at the burning ruins of Washington D.C., his face grim and pitiless. Behind him was Thomas, seated on an old coach, smoking and…
