Author: Dan Lown
Ba-boom. Sodden earth thumps beneath my feet. Rain slick like pooling blood in a gaping wound.
Ba-boom. I bury my shovel into the chest of the world. Cast its flesh aside. The past beckons.
Ba-boom. The Purveyor needs forbidden answers to defeat an ancient power. But some truths cut deeper than bone.
Deep as you bury your skeletons. They always rise to the surface.