readnovel

It was snowing the day Noah died... and as he looked up into the dark void of sky stippled with frozen specks, he realized that in all likelihood... not a soul would mourn him. In life he was average. Unimpressive even. A reliquary for wasted potential where squandered talent went to die. Harsh? Sure... but true. It wasn''''t until the light began to fade from his eyes that the fire in his heart begged to be forged into something new. Something useful.