Heavy Silence

This June

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What murks in the cold London mist under the rule of Her Majesty, Queen Victoria?
Men with stone appearances and stone hearts.
Women with ice walls which never dropped.
Bloody demons residing within with eyes that ever watched.
Amidst the shadows, Jack the Ripper.

How will Roy Mart be expected to maintain his secret where even the dark fog has ears? Will the frozen barricades thaw? Or will he freeze to make sure that whatever lurks inside of him never escapes from the cage made of bone? How will he choose between all he has known and all that is to come?
Will she survive in the very cage she fashioned to learn that while to hope is to destroy, hope is also to persist.

Hope is a curse to the damned.