It was warm enough, but he couldn’t shake the chill in his chest, ever-present as a shard of ice stuck through his heart. They had walked all day until their feet had been worn raw, across a landscape still smouldering with wreckage. They avoided London, skirting its edge for fear of remnant spli...
Bent through impossible angles and cast across a gulf that could not be traversed by any mortal in a million years, he flew. His screams warped, his body tortured by deathly cold, he fought a viscous struggle with the demon that had seized his arm. As he and Harper tumbled...