Martial's Tale

He used to know who he was. Before he met Nellée. Before he started drifting apart from his friends.Then the dreams began. Now young Martial drifts through the streets of Paris like a ghost.Heartbroken, isolated, and slowly losing his grip on what's real.His friends don't understand. His parents don't care to.The only person who seems to care is the boy from his dreams..."What if your life were a dream, from which you never had to wake...I know you dream of more than this...humdrum existence.I know that you dream of an escape from the fear that dogs you, like the hounds of hell.That haunts your nights, like an eternal shade.A cloak of black. A cloak of worry. You need not wear it.An end to the darkness. An end to the worry.I can give that to you. You need never worry again. You need never fear the night.Come...Dream with me.Let me show you."

Pagina's: 326, Paperback, Kirk Thomas