Wasio Na Moyo

He wakes on the train with no name, no sense of self.

He has scars across his body, and the feeling in his chest that something's missing...

The only thing he can do is walk ahead, no matter how horrifying the path is.

He has to find whoever stole his heart, and take it back from them.

On his way, he'll find horror and magic.

He'll find, he's not the only one with scars.

He'll find his place, his companions.

Even in the worst of times there is a way.

Even in the best of times there is a risk.

The roads of life and death are long and daunting.

The paths of the unliving and the undead are endles and always haunting.

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Cover "Heart" by Derek Velasquez

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