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Nights Without God
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Ongoing, First published Jul 21
Vietnam, 1971. The war has spent years devouring jungles, bodies, and souls. The lines between enemy and ally, between good and evil, have blurred beneath the unbearable heat and the constant hum of insects. In the midst of the chaos, a young U.S. Army intelligence lieutenant, Elias Ward, is sent on an unofficial and almost ghostly mission: to track a colonel who has deserted and vanished deep into the jungle, where he has founded a kind of community among rogue soldiers, armed monks, and peasants with strange beliefs.

High command wants the colonel eliminated, but they can't do it directly. They need someone who understands the darkness without completely losing themselves in it.
Elias is not a soldier. He's a thinker, an observer someone who would rather write about war than fire a gun in it. But they send him anyway. He's assigned a small squad composed of broken soldiers, silent psychopaths, and men who no longer believe in anything.

The river journey that takes him into the heart of the jungle is slow and surreal, filled with twisted tribes shaped by war, camps where morality has evaporated, and soldiers who shoot at their own shadows. Each stop reveals more about the godless world he's entering... and more about himself.
As he draws closer to the colonel, the voices in his head grow louder. He doesn't know if the jungle is driving him mad or if he's seeing the world as it truly is for the first time.

But the real question isn't whether he'll find the colonel.
It's whether, once he does, he'll want to come back.
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