He sat there, motionless, menacing. A Bible in his right hand, a gun in his left. He was upright, eyes wide open. Ready. Then suddenly, a glimpse of red flashed before his eyes, a glint. Then just as suddenly, it was no more. And he realized that this wasn't an end, but a beginning. A beginning of a beautiful day. Hint: It is not always about the characters, but the idea they represent. --- Next riddle post: Wednesday Join Destiny Riddlers to make sure you don't miss a chance to decode my enigmas. This one is fairly easy compared to what I have planned.