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

The skeptical look he got almost made Zeke squirm, but he sat in the small brown recliner next to the couch to suppress the urge. Jim ignored the drink in favor of giving Zeke a cool once over. Zeke reddened under his friend’s stare. “What?”


“You don’t look like you had a resting vacation,” Jim said, blunt. Most of the time, Jim’s unvarnished words were great. He forgot how much he hated it when Jim’s observations were about him. “Looks like you went a few rounds with a bear.”


Well, okay, that’s definitely what Zeke felt like. Celestial modes of transportation were hell on humans, Zeke decided. Or maybe just on him. Either way, Jim wasn’t wrong.


“I think I picked up a cold or something while I was there.” It was the most believable lie he had. They were both medical professionals, who knew how easy it was to get sick from the smallest things. “Honestly, I’m fine. Vacation was great. Went to see the Grand Canyon and everything.”


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