The Taste of Fire (Published in Only War: Stories from the 41st Millenium)

There was a beauty in the stillness of the Ourean night. A bitter clarity in the chill predawn air that seemed to echo through the very darkness itself. An illusion of peace in the dim saffron glow of the mountainous world’s sister moons filtering down through the branches of frost-laden conifers and reflecting off the slopes below.

But it was only an illusion…

Follow up on Glavia Aerand from The Weight of Silver by reading the full excerpt or pre-ordering The Taste of Fire here.

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