Who Drank the Night?

And the following day, Akolis, cursed by his father, was exiled to a distant land in the heart of what is now Africa. His punishment was that his words, and those of his children, would scatter across the earth, wandering in a thousand corners of the world, only to die a thousand times in the worst of ways. They would live as a minority, for night is always in the minority—and the minority shall never escape death, except by remembering…

"A specter of movement, a specter of torture, a specter of crime."