The Black Stone Ciph

His blood was simmering, his heart pounding with newfound strength. Deep within him, a yearning burned; he believed with every fiber of his being that his journey through time held purpose.,She often picks up some near-expiry or expired food, or cheap household items from the supermarket. This is also one of the reasons why the two of them can get by even though only one person works.,As noon approached and the flow of people on the street began to dwindle, two men in trench coats blocked their path. One of them had his hand tucked into his coat, as if holding something.。