The Seventh Seal

<p><strong>Prologue</strong></p><p><strong>The Forgotten Apostle</strong></p><p>The desert wind howled through the ruins whipping dust into the</p><p>night air as the lone figure pressed forward clutching a bundle of</p><p>parchment to his chest. His robes once the pure white of a</p><p>disciple were now stained with blood and sand. The stars above</p><p>bore witness to his flight-silent unblinking sentinels of a truth</p><p>too dangerous to be known.</p>