To Kill a Shadow (Mistlands, #1)

by Katherine Quinn

Do not fear the dark It was where we were born And it is where we all shall die

“Never lower your eyes in the face of death,”

A man who no longer feared death did not wither beneath its gaze.

“You are what I imagine the sun to be like,”

Life had never been kind; not that I was going to sit there and whine about it, but cruelty had a way of burrowing into your soul and making a home.

“Who are you, and what have you done with my brooding commander?” A man whose smile never had reached his eyes until recently. “You’ve thoroughly ruined him.”