The Black Stone Ciph

His blood was simmering, his heart pounding with newfound strength. Deep within him, a yearning burned; he believed with every fiber of his being that his journey through time held purpose.,After finishing breakfast, he tidied up his appearance briefly and came to a street not far from where they were renting.,He wasn't doing nothing these days, of course, this didn't mean he was looking for a job. He was just thinking about where his first pot of money should come from.。