Missing Identity

Handcuffed and blind folded, he was dragged outside his cell; his face covered with unruly beard, the little bit of cloth that he had on his upper body tattered revealing the marks of torture. He had been languishing in a prison in an alien land for the last twenty years. Falsely implicated for spying, today... Continue Reading →

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