By Andy Remic
He signed as much as struggle with visions of honour and glory, of battling for king and state, of constructing his kin proud at lengthy last.
But on a battlefield through the nice warfare, Robert Jones is shot, and wonders the way it all went so very fallacious, and the way issues may be able to get any worse.
He'll quickly discover. while the attacking enemy begins to shapeshift right into a nightmarish demonic strength, Jones unearths himself scuffling with an most unlikely struggle opposed to an enemy that shouldn't exist.
Andy Remic's A music for No Man's Land is the 1st in an ongoing sequence.
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A Song for No Man's Land (A Song for No Man’s Land, Book 1) by Andy Remic