The Quiet Resilience of a Fading Sun over the Shattered Concrete of a Forgotten Neighborhood
CHAPTER 1: THE WEIGHT OF THE TIMELESS PALM “Hey old man, what’s with the ancient hat? You lost, or just waiting around for history class to start?” The words cut through the heavy, humid air of the park like a dull blade through wet cardboard. Marcus did not look up immediately. Instead, his eyes remained…