Sometimes the Darkest Secret Lies Within Our Own Identity
North Central Pennsylvania 1771a] It was called Murdering Fern by those who lived there. For fifteen-year-old Lawrence Sizer, it was different. A simple place where there was nothing to fear. That is, until one night. In one of the darkest hours of the eighteenth century, he would learn two of lifeas certainties: fear has no boundaries and we must all face the truth no matter how horrifying it may be.
: Jason Cherry
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