Slices of Midnight Chapter 8
Marissa Bonifay slips behind a statue into the dark belly of the priory—into a forgotten sanctum where blood once painted the walls and souls were swallowed by stone.
"Good evening, friends!" I called out, still basking in the warmth of my time with Sir Isaac in the Gardens.
Now, my attention rested on the priory’s statue of Dal Vanbrooke, one of Laeron Madrin’s legendary companions and a hero of Malakanth’s first war against Hell.
The granite figure stood resolute, a stone falcon perched on his gloved ha…