The time has come. The people are ready to rise.
They crawl form the very foundations of the city, ready to reclaim what was once theirs.
But is it war, or genocide? A sacred revenge that has been twisted and confused?
Nevertheless, they march, and the more cries of war I hear, the more I start to realize that this goes far beyond our city. Everywhere, people with uncanny abilities keep popping up.
And what of my parents? How were they involved with all the impossible things people are performing?
Why did my parents have to die? What magic did my ancestors use on my home?
Just what is happening?
I am Cynthia, And the Black Parade has finally come.
No one wants to be a spy. Circumstances create spies. For a young innocent boy, there was no choice. He was born to be a spy. This is the story of Teremum who begins life in Cairo and becomes my friend Louis in a small country town in Australia sixty years later. It is a story I have been wanting to tell for more than forty years. A story of a man who lived, and then disappeared from all memory. I felt this was unworthy of a man who had sacrificed his life for what he believed to be right. Not that he always was, but in his heart he lived a life true to his morals and an understanding of a side of life we will never know. Two world wars shaped his life as they did for many others. However Louis moved through them, between them and after them as a chameleon. Ever changing and ever re-inventing himself. He was a man of secrets. Both in his work and in his life. He was a man who had few friends, but a plethora of faceless enemies. Above all he was a human who lived an extraordinary life. A life that should not be forgotten.
The time has come. The people are ready to rise.
They crawl form the very foundations of the city, ready to reclaim what was once theirs.
But is it war, or genocide? A sacred revenge that has been twisted and confused?
Nevertheless, they march, and the more cries of war I hear, the more I start to realize that this goes far beyond our city. Everywhere, people with uncanny abilities keep popping up.
And what of my parents? How were they involved with all the impossible things people are performing?
Why did my parents have to die? What magic did my ancestors use on my home?
Just what is happening?
I am Cynthia, And the Black Parade has finally come.
No one wants to be a spy. Circumstances create spies. For a young innocent boy, there was no choice. He was born to be a spy. This is the story of Teremum who begins life in Cairo and becomes my friend Louis in a small country town in Australia sixty years later. It is a story I have been wanting to tell for more than forty years. A story of a man who lived, and then disappeared from all memory. I felt this was unworthy of a man who had sacrificed his life for what he believed to be right. Not that he always was, but in his heart he lived a life true to his morals and an understanding of a side of life we will never know. Two world wars shaped his life as they did for many others. However Louis moved through them, between them and after them as a chameleon. Ever changing and ever re-inventing himself. He was a man of secrets. Both in his work and in his life. He was a man who had few friends, but a plethora of faceless enemies. Above all he was a human who lived an extraordinary life. A life that should not be forgotten.