Malleus Maleficarum, maleficas ut earum hæresim, ut phramea potentissima conterens
The Shadow Rises
Copyright © K.S. Marsden 2013
Cover art: Sylermedia
Hunter knocked back his cold, expensive beer. He was sitting alone at an open-air bar in the middle of Venice. It was late in the night, or at least it felt late - the days and nights seemed to take forever to tick past. The dark canal flickered with yellow lamp-light, along with new fragments of colour.
Hunter eyed the fairy lights that the new owner had strewn across the trellis beams, a cheap way to create a “youthful” environment. He didn’t approve.