She was a girl with a mountain to climb.
The bittersweetness of uncertainty: To win or to lose.
You're far from this. This story is just another few hundred pages of your mind.
You might argue that I make the rounds no matter what year it is, but sometimes the human race likes to crank things up a little. They increase the production of bodies and their escaping souls.
An eleven-year-old girl is many things, but she is not stupid.
In the basement of 33 Himmel Street, Max Vandenburg could feel the fists of an entire nation. One by one they climbed into the ring to beat him down. They made him bleed. They let him suffer. Millions of them - until one last time, when he gathered himself to his feet.