“He waits above the Earth, scepter outstretched toward the deserter. As soon as he tightens the handle, the wings come loose. It takes a little time for the Angel to reach zero."
The first Eve destroyed humanity. I still remember the Angels collapsing into the firmament of heaven, like shooting stars. As another Eve, millennia later, it was written to lead to a new Fall. Mine. Our order was simple; but a promise froze my fingers on the trigger.
Outcasts tend to disobey their Father. I didn't pay attention to the signs, to the name, to the cracks in your soul. Nor was I aware of the plans of the opposing factions.
I was just a Soldier.
I was executing instructions on a chessboard that did not belong to any Angel.
I chose the prohibited movement for my position.
I set in motion a plan bigger than myself.
I didn't know, Eva.
If I had another chance, I would kill you while it was still early.
With all my heart,
Soldier number 2.132.001
Azrael
"With the backdrop of the Greek landscape, Rania Taladianou carefully weaves Eva's mental thread. And as the protagonist struggles to balance it, readers are riveted waiting for the scissors that will cut it for good."
Natalia Vaiopoulou,
writer
"A pen reminiscent of Jane Austen, a story adapted to modern times and full of fantastical doses. What more could one ask of a new author?'
Moonlight Tales,
literary blog
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