Teravyn Aetherswift yanked her etched shortblade from an angel’s ribcage. The creature, like an azure gryphon, gasped and floundered until she put it out of its misery. Ice-blue eyes shone from her hood as she straightened and peered down the hall, which was carved into a massive tree. Her view was blocked by a warring […]
Published on January 11, 2016 16:38