That night, he was awoken by a bad dream. He woke up in a sweat. He smelled ash, smoke, and cinder. He vaguely remembered people speaking French, a riot of them, holding pitchforks and clubs. […]
That night, he was awoken by a bad dream. He woke up in a sweat. He smelled ash, smoke, and cinder. He vaguely remembered people speaking French, a riot of them, holding pitchforks and clubs. […]