"Jay Lake - The Hangman Isn't Hanging" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lake Jay)

There was an angel amid the stones at the bottom. The black of its
skin and wings blended with the shadows around it. Parker's hand
flexed for his absent musket before he realized the creature was
folded into an impossible position down there.

Angels could be slain. It had been done. But he'd never heard tell
of someone fighting one of the white God's creatures to a standstill
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