"Citizens of the deceitful Sovereign..."

Thanks to those words, the streets devolved from ghostly to frenzied in the blink of an eye. Sobriety was nowhere more engraved than on Stockwell's gaunt and tired eyes that stretched to the sky. Exploiting his mental stagger, Jessica snuck closer.

"How does it feel from this point of view?" she scorned. When Stockwell lividly met her gaze, his mouth opened wide. He reared his head and started running. His drunken sidewalk jaunt, ...