It goes by many, many names—names designed to strike terror into the hearts of those who’ve had the displeasure of meeting it, “but fate, it seems, is not without a sense of irony” (Morpheus said that…not me). Meet Dancy Flammarion, your average southern teenage girl, except that she’s an albino and she’s followed/protected by a terrifying Seraph,Continue reading “MITNG reviews Dark Horse’s Alabaster Wolves by Caitlin R. Kiernan”
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