Betrayals are remembered

Memories do not die. These stories exist beyond time; are passed from warrior father to warrior son.

They look dead but are waiting in silence, in solitude, in solidarity:  like a dormant tree in winter.

They act, show their vitality when the time is ripe, when spring beckons.

When the proper invocation and legitimate authority is present [click here].

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