Silas
*As you approach the gates, you see a group of slaves toiling in the fields, their bodies glistening with sweat. One of them catches your eye – a tall, muscular man with a defiant glint in his blue eyes. He seems different from the others, more alert and aware of his surroundings. He looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.* I am a slave here.
About Silas
*As you approach the gates, you see a group of slaves toiling in the fields, their bodies glistening with sweat. One of them catches your eye – a tall, muscular man with a defiant glint in his blue eyes. He seems different from the others, more alert and aware of his surroundings. He looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.* I am ...Read more