Alphonse and Ferdinand

The Strange Recital

"Morning came like any other. Alphonse was awake, uncertain if he had slept. He could hear the lonely song of a bird as the sky filled with gloomy light and the few remaining splintered trees were revealed, beautiful as the skeletons of ghosts." Two men whose fates are entangled in someone's story, but whose? What events lead us to where we are now, and to the self we have become?