Literature
Emery Graves: A Prologue
The Sun was setting over the mountains, the glow of yellow, pink and orange drawing many admiring eyes all across the valley. He took comfort in the knowledge that in this world of impatience, technology and the lure of the almighty dollar that there were still men, women and children who stopped just to look up at a beautiful scene in the sky. It was that very thought that kept him at a calm and peaceful state. The whole world was not evil or immoral, it was not filled with the hateful or ignorant.
The heavy footfall of his black swat style combat boots made a soft thunking sound. It was the sound that kept a gentle beat for his th