Chasm (The Glacian Trilogy, #2)

by Stacey McEwan

Goodness can hide amongst the bad, just as evil can wrap itself in righteousness.

It is a strange thing, to be so filled with loss and heartbreak and wrath, all for the same person.

“With a pretty face like yours, one needn’t be concerned by the state of their arse.”

“Ask me how much I’d have wagered that I’d wake up between Baltisse’s tits.”

“I know everything seems irretrievable, but you will see, this is the part of the story where the heroes rise from the dust and renew their energies to the task ahead.”

How can feet so small smell so abominable?” “They ain’t small!” “They are rather small,” Esra had added. “I’d never noticed.” “Aye, come here, Es. I’ll boot one up yer arse!” “It would certainly fit, now, wouldn’t it? Best boot them both, Salem, if you mean to make an impression on me.”