Once upon a time, there was a war.
Greater than any before it. Greater, perhaps, than any that would ever come.
And on the edge of it all stood a man. A soldier, they would call him—He wore the uniform, though he hadn’t moved in hours. Mud clung to his boots. Blood to his tongue. The rain had soaked through everything.
It poured from the heavens as if the sky itself had split open.
The world was ...
