“Within our ranks I shall support you, and watch your blind spots well. Even the forgotten must know that their heretical angel will stand aside them, with eyes of crimson and nails of glass…” When your wings tatter, as you fall from the sky, and the new day’s sun breaketh your skin… And your blood… Continue reading When the Wings of Angels Tatter
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She checked the time at which the e-mail was sent into her box … then reflected what she was doing while he wrote: