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The air is so cold it steals his breath. The efforts of his exhales are visible in the low light, and Morax swallows, ill at ease.
He kneels, bowing his head, and waits.
Finally, Death clicks her tongue, and he lifts his head to gaze upon her for the very first time. Frosted hair frames silver eyes, shrewd and depthless. Curls tumble over her shoulders like rivers. Razor-sharp shards of ice drip from her dress and refreeze into a writhing puddle at her feet.
“Speak,” she says, and her voice is wind chimes and sorrow and elation.
Having not seen or heard from Ajax in far too long, Morax embarks on a journey to find him.
Series
- Part 2 of to love a demon