Crimson Song

History is made by the people.

There was no road in the world to begin with. The more people walked, the more a path became a road.

This road, watered with blood and strewn with brambles,

This darkness before dawn, crawling with demons and monsters. Smash every shackle forged by the oppressors. All we have to lose in the revolution are our chains, and what we stand to gain is the whole world. The sky before dawn will surely turn blood red!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.