Ezekiel knew he should’ve paid better attention to his mom. If he had, finding himself in the unfathomable Abaddon might have been a little easier to deal with. Zeke might have understood what he was about to face.<br><br>Instead he’s faced with the angel Haziel at the end of a sword, stuck in an existence he doesn’t know how to navigate, heading toward a war humanity had no knowledge of.<br><br>Haziel promises to see him safely through the battlefield. Along the way Zeke finds purpose and courage, grace and depravity. At his journey’s end, will Zeke want to leave his angel behind when the time comes?

Dandelion

“If I understand the human concept of time,” Haziel began, “I am epochs old.” That smirk was still there when he glanced over at Zeke again, and Zeke got the impression he was trying to gauge the shock value of what he was telling the human. It didn’t shock Zeke, not really, though the word epochsbrought to mind the true scope of Haziel’s life. “In the understanding of a luminary’s life, I am barely into adulthood.”


“You’re serious?” Zeke’s mouth popped open in surprise. That was unexpected. He thought angels came to be not long after the universe was created. God’s soldiers, here to guard against all kinds of evil stuff.


“Luminaries require a great deal of time and effort to create.” Haziel waved off the explanation Zeke was expecting with a curt hand. “As part of a luminary’s entrance into their full duties, we are required to spend a length of time on Earth. The sabbatical helps us connect to what we are supposed to be protecting.”


Chapter 7