Malakhim Library

The waters of Venezuela wind their paths together-- an English soldier, adrift after defeat, and a dark Frenchman, spending the gold of émigré nobility. Both are further from home than anyone might suspect. The greed of two old men will bring them together, and only one will survive the night they meet. Black wings will spread across the sky, and the Makhvet's blood will spill beneath them.

Somewhere in the mountains, a malevolent spirit has made its challenge. Come and get me, it says, or they die. Innocent students are caught in the middle of a fight being picked between angels, and the Mouth of the Gate-- Devon, virtue of Praise-- has arrived to intervene.

There are terrible things lurking in the dark, and Ryaden might just be one of them. Angels and monsters fight over the souls of children in this dark tale of love and loss. Sooner or later, everyone has to stop running. For Ryaden, the time has come to stand and fight.

The same dream every night. No matter how many times I have it, nothing ever changes. Sometimes I wonder if anything ever changes. It seems like I've been sleepwalking through this same routine for years now, and no matter how many times I try, I just can't seem to get anything right.