The war was lost. It had been a great battle, one he knew he never would have won. The only thing left for him now was this trial. Hope held defiant in his heart that he could be forgiven, that he could make them see he was right. Even if for just a moment he could plant one tiny seed of doubt in their minds that they might have been wrong all along, he still may be able to save himself. He stood on a raised crystal platform, one hundred feet away from the front of the Temple Mount. He was surrounded by a sea of glass with no other entity in sight...yet. There was no need for him to be guarded. As soon as he was captured he was brought here. Within an instant he was cleansed of the battle grime, dressed in a white robe, and chained by his hands and feet to this platform with a metal that he'd never seen before. Truett Dillingham's thought-provoking First Shots Fired from The Angel of Light Chronicles introduces the struggle between Good and Evil. The fall from grace began with his...

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