In the shadows of time, behold as Barry’s secret army, akin to a Trojan steed, breaches the Southern Gateway. A multitude of 100,000 souls concealed amidst the labyrinthine streets of New York, bides its moment, awaiting the celestial decree to unveil their assault upon the core of the Big Apple from its very heart. ~ The Modern Nostradamus
In the shadowy realm, a cabal of mysterious figures shall unfurl the grand tapestry of a global dominion, ushering forth an apocalyptic maelstrom. Meanwhile, the masses, ensnared by handheld contrivances, shall remain oblivious, like moths captivated by ephemeral flames. ~ The Modern Nostradamus
