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There Will Be Two
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Ongoing, First published Aug 08, 2025
Hugo never asked to see into the Firmament - the place where angels walk, shadows whisper, and the timelines of history twist and converge. But when he's drawn across the veil, he's given a single mission: stop a man before he becomes one of the most feared figures in history.

The task takes him from a quiet childhood to the chaos of war, where every choice carries consequences far beyond the battlefield. Guided by a messenger he doesn't fully trust, and haunted by visions he can't explain, Hugo must decide how far he's willing to go to change what will be.

Because mercy has a cost.
And in the Firmament, nothing - not even time - comes without a price.

Author's Note:
This story is set in the 1960s. During that time, Black Americans were often referred to as "colored," and their neighborhoods "colored town." These terms are used here only to reflect the language of that era, never in a disrespectful way.
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