Dwayne Roper
Husband. Father. Entrepreneur. Novelist[-in-the-Writing].
I, Land.
Chapter One: WenzelandNights like these were perfect. A full moon cast a spotlight from the distant horizon, across to the Northern shore. There is no breeze. No scents in the air. The wash of the surf over the pink sands goes almost unheard. Wenzel sits tall in his usual perch, partially hidden from the moon’s glow by branches pulled low. From here he can survey all that he has bled for. He breathes with the rhythm of the silent surf and moves his eyes slowly, carefully, across the horizon, then up and down the…Dwayne Roper1 min read