Dear Brother

The Dark ages...

The world around was filled sadness, disease and death.

For it was a gloomy time.

Those who were poor worked tirelessly all day every day to get even one morsel of food on the dinner table.

Those who were rich, thrived off the suffering of the poor, indulging themselves in piles of food, satisfying their gluttonous ways for both consumption and power.

The stable Countries at this time were among the Aristocrats, never poor, but not rich.

Holy Rome was one of them.

He lived a lonely but fulfilled life, rarely helping others who begged for him, that was, until the tug of a little boy..

[Please be aware that this book Will contain: Violence, Gore and most likely Blasphemy. Thank you]