A Weapon’s Weapon, by knucklewhite

It’s the longest she’s lived among humans, and every day increases her faith in Michael’s mission. In Michael. He’s always had her sword, but now he has something more. Is that sacrilege? Maybe. But Father isn’t around anymore to cast her down.

Noma POV. Lovely bit of introspection, makes me want more.

A Weapon’s Weapon, by knucklewhite