That line reverberates through my mind. Images of shadows and a wounded angel struggling against it.
There are so many stories layered in that one simple sentence. It speaks to my heart. I need to build armor to defend against the fiery darts of the wicked. Leaves' Eyes is a wondrous muse.
The real question is: Is it for Dragons of Night, Our Solemn Hour, or Both?
My name is Charlie, but if your looking for my work, I go by C. E. Dorsett. I write scifi, fantasy, and a touch of horror. I like to play with gothic, steampunk, decopunk, epic fantasy, and wuxia. I love to tell stories and talk about books, movies, series, and music.