Garfinkle, Richard books

Celestial Matters

Aeson tightened his grip around the old man’s throat, clutching the fragile neck with hands hard as tiger’s jaws, ready to rip flesh. My co-commander threw back his head, shaking his mane of unkempt hair. A feline roar came from Aeson’s mouth, and a cry of crimson bloodlust echoed through the sil...