The Freyonders and Derelict Cemetery

A bullet through the head of his own brother. Not for good. Not for bad. Not in love, Not in hatred. Tears scream on their behalf. They can't. The scent of blood lingers, scattering each breath. Yet, there are no graveyards. The heart shall remain enough. The story ends, the screams continue. The knife enters, the blood escapes, skin tears, the soul scratches apart. And he'll make you feel every bit of it. Every tremble, every shiver, every unending convulsion all mirrored in the curve of his smile.Where victory is defeat, where friends are enemies, where trusted ones betray, where they're all masked. There death becomes mercy. A pinch of hope, a trace of resolve. Just for the seasoning to deepen the wound. This second - life. The next - silence.Content warning: This novel contains scenes of severe violence, murder, child abuse, psychological trauma, blood, and death (including of children). A few scenes are intensely graphic and disturbing. It also includes depictions of self-harm and suicide attempts. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Accordingly, this novel is preferable for readers aged 18 and over.