Qui est ce cavalier monté sur un cheval blême qui, le sabre à la main, erre dans la brume des campagnes désolées et terrifie les paysans ? Certains croient voir en lui un fantôme échappé des champs de bataille d'une guerre à peine...
He was a stringy mongrel, wandering the streets of the city, driven by a ravenous hunger and hunting a quarry he could not define. But he was also something more. Somewhere in the depths of his consciousness was a memory clawing its way to the...