When the quarantine occurred in 2020, I found myself writing once more and looking back on everything that I had written over the past several years. I was quite shocked when I came to the realization that my first book of poetry had been published ten years prior. I had been writing now for the past 35 years, and while that doesn't make me some sort of expert, or authority on explaining emotions, it certainly suggests a sense of dedication to something that was incredibly meaningful to me. There were times I almost gave it up, and there were even periods of my life where I quit writing altogether, but something always brought me back to it, again and again. I can't really explain the passion I have for poetry, but I've always been grateful for the ability to look back on my experiences and admire all the lessons I have learned along the way. I guess the one thing I learned that will never change in this journey... My passion for writing, my desire to continue learning from those around me, and my aspiration to spread empathy to anyone who is willing to listen, and for that opportunity alone, I thank you.

Led by Peter Octavian, the Shadows continue their battle against the ruthless Hannibal and his vampiric minions, who mean to enslave humanity-and devour all in their path.

It has taken me years to realize just how extraordinary my life has been. My trend of good fortune has always been more than coincidental. This journey through change has taken me from theory to thesis and far beyond transformation. We live in a world where exploring the unexplained is now confined by science. For those who choose the unconventional path, it seems that social incarceration and emotional imprisonment awaits all who are willing to stand so bold. So rather than seeking answers, people merely began picking one from a box. I have not dreamed of, nor searched for heroes, for I have always lived among them. I have not pretended to be another nor prayed for anything that I have obtained. Yet, somehow I have acquired them all. You see, I have yet to narrow my factors to one single answer, which means, as long as this deductive reasoning continues, I must still be living to face another day. For all those dreamers, like me, I simply could not ask for more.

The first study to deal exclusively with the cult ofKing Charles the Martyr - Charles I as suffering, innocent king, walking in the footsteps of his Saviour to his own Calvary at Whitehall - and the political theology underpinning it, taking the story up to 1859.