The Golden Reckoning

In the heart of this ancient valley, silence speaks louder than words.

The sun burns with the intensity of a thousand forgotten promises. Every grain of

sand tells a story of blood, sweat, and betrayal. I have walked

many paths, but they all lead back to this street. Justice is a

heavy coat to wear in this blistering midday heat. They see a stranger,

but the shadows know my true name. The desert does not forgive,

and neither do I. Let the wind blow. The storm has

finally arrived. This is where it ends. Right here in the dust.