As Alexander, son of Xavier, walked through the crowd of people in the marketplace, someone who didn't know any better would think he was royalty. The brown-skinned youth strode forward with all the confidence of a general and all the regal bearing of a king. The bags laden with groceries he carried did nothing to detract from his commanding presence. As he went, the crowd parted before him. But they did so not out of respect, but out of fear. Alex might seem human at a first glance, but there w
Published on July 28, 2009 05:30