Looking at everyone with hands raised and voices hoarse, I realized I was part of something bigger than myself, bigger than the crowd, bigger than anything I could imagine. The following day the crowd had swelled to a hundred thousand, then 300 thousand, and by the 4th night, more than a million people had gathered. Angry that it was spurned, truth came out and struck everyone who had imprisoned it with a vengeance. It was Tremendous. I was a poor sobbing mess.
Miracles still do happen.
The past few days were undeniable proof of it. 11 people prevented the truth from coming out today, and for that may their souls rot in hell. I finished this drawing as the trial closed for today. About time I guess. No stray bullets this time, which is great.