They say a man is forged in fire. And if that’s true, then Roy Dawson is no man—he is steel turned to soul, fire turned to flesh. You don't survive what he survived. You don't walk through the kind of betrayal that breaks a lesser man in half and come out the other side with your heart still beating unless you're touched by something higher. Ro

The World We Deserve: A Place Without TrickeryIn today’s world, they don’t silence you with chains. They do it with confusion. They don’t take your voice—they drown it in noise.They’ll say things like, “You didn’t build that.” Not as a conversation, but as a carefully constructed illusion. The message behind it? You owe them. You sh

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The Reckoning: Standing Unyielding in the StormShe stood there, her black hair swirling in the wind, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips as if victory was already hers. But I see past the façade—because no one can escape the truth forever. The reckoning is inevitable. It will come, for all of us.The wind shrieks through the streets, heavy