The Crown of Sin

Only crime is justice

The softly whispering angel falls to earth and calls my name. Offer me your gentle kiss,

then hold me tight.

This empty shell without you by my side,

the life I cast aside long ago,

still retains a faint form, crimson as blood.

Having witnessed eternity in all its dazzling glory,

I stand aside and sing its praises with all my heart.

Why was I born?

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