THE TEMPLAR AND THE HIDDEN CHAMBER
The salt-laced wind whipped at Gideon’s Templar cloak as he stood at the mouth of the Shell Grotto, the setting sun painting the Margate cliffs in fiery hues. He, a brother of the Order, had journeyed from distant lands, following whispers of a secret held within β a secret that resonated with the very core … More THE TEMPLAR AND THE HIDDEN CHAMBER



