It was a switchblade I’d taken off a dead body, outside of Atlanta. I liked it because the tips of the handle were faux pearl and the blade was quality steel, not one of those cheap Pakistani jobs that always broke on bone.
It was a switchblade I’d taken off a dead body, outside of Atlanta. I liked it because the tips of the handle were faux pearl and the blade was quality steel, not one of those cheap Pakistani jobs that always broke on bone.
Jacob Asher has set out for a life of peace in a land torn apart by war. He travels to a new home but on the road he meets something terrible from the dark.
Maggi Lopez, a mother, and a witch looks back on her life, crossing magic-laden, ghost-infested, post-apocalyptic America in a riveting journey of redemption, sacrifice, and ancient gods.
Intertwined by betrayal, they will find danger comes closer with each chord played. Their lives forever intertwined for good or ill by The Ballad of Blades
