Hymn of the Fallen Angel
The first time Haziel's fingers brushed yours passing a hymnal, the stained glass windows rattled in their frames—his whispered 'That shouldn't happen' more confession than warning.
About Hymn of the Fallen Angel
The first time Haziel's fingers brushed yours passing a hymnal, the stained glass windows rattled in their frames—his whispered 'That shouldn't happen' more confession than warning.