Its 1941. The German forces are strong, but they are human. The finding of an ancient and evil black magic is about to change the face of the Nazi Army. With Ludwig as battle commander and Gilbert as blacksmith and inventor, the East and West fronts are about to become hell. The Third Reich will become unstoppable. The Bielschdmit brothers will be the cause. And the Allies, are without a clue.

I find that it is easiest to put my deepest feelings, and my darkest secrets, into poetry. This is my life.

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