All Who Wander Are Lost (An Icarus Fell Novel) - Plot & Excerpts
Trevor stood off to the side, separated from the group, watching them as they stared at the unbroken stained-glass window. A wide variety of people made up the crowd: the youngest looked to be a five-year-old strapped into one of those dog-leash like contraptions as his mother whispered prayers toward the miraculous glass; the oldest must have been giving ninety a run for its money. Men, women and a number of different ethnicities. The one thing they might have in common was their faith—if this window survived the explosion, it must surely be a testament to God’s power. If they only knew. He only remembered glimpses of what happened within the church’s walls as he’d spent most of his last visit here thankfully unconscious. What he did remember kept him awake most nights. Being fifteen and having been party to a battle between archangels as well as having one almost steal your soul would give anyone nightmares. Trevor shuffled his feet and looked away from the crowd.
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