What will you do at the end of it all?
Would you grab your gun and run or would you stay with the ones you love?
A choice must be made.
Go out in the fiery fray or hide to live another day.
Gabriel’s Horns will come calling one by one until his work is done.
I don’t fear the end; I fear what comes after.
The unknown and the unknowable.
How will we fall at the end of it all?
Will we hear the reckoning call? [read more]