Tomorrow—and for the weeks ahead—we begin with the man himself. A Different Kind of Story This is not a novel in the modern sense. There are no hidden meanings, no subtle irony, no shifting timelines. Bunyan writes plainly. He wants to be understood. And yet, what he gives us is unforgettable. A man with a burden on his back.A book in his hand.A city behind him that is marked for destruction. And a road ahead.