Blog Post One:

The Angel Bound to Winter: An Excerpt from Cold Banishment 

"Upon the curse, upon the snow, an angel fell—but not fully.

His name was Aurelion.

Air whistled past Aurelion as he plummeted from the skies. His wings failed mid-flight. Creamy white feathers caught the air, breaking his fall at the last moment, allowing him to drift before seizing up a few feet above the ground. Aurelion landed in packed snow. It was the first time he had felt cold. He cowered into his robe and shivered. Feeling the discomfort of wet from the ice beneath him, Aurelion rose to his feet. He slowly trudged through the snow, his fur boots crunching with each step.

Strong winds picked up, and a flurry blocked Aurelion’s ability to see more than a few feet ahead.

A deep bellow broke through the wind. “Aurelion! You coward! Come forward!” Heron snarled.

Heron’s silhouette broke through the white. He was heavily armored, with long raven hair whipping back and forth in the wind. A dark angel with resentment toward Earth, he hated Aurelion for not siding with him—before God, before all of Heaven."