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

Once the laces were close, Zeke lunged for them and huffed a breath of triumph. He ripped open the pack and dumped its contents right there next to him. Rummaging always took too long.


A bunch of things fell out, odds and ends of an angelic soldier’s life Zeke guessed, but there were practical things too. No rope, he wasn’t that lucky, but a long length of something that looked like jute twine his mom used for her small vegetable garden. That might work.


Chapter 15