Alexis Hall, Waiting for the Flood

In daylight and up close, he was merciless, all smiles and freckles, the brightest, boldest flame a moth could wish for.

Alexis Hall, Waiting for the Flood

In daylight and up close, he was merciless, all smiles and freckles, the brightest, boldest flame a moth could wish for.

Alexis Hall, Waiting for the Flood

In daylight and up close, he was merciless, all smiles and freckles, the brightest, boldest flame a moth could wish for.