Chapter 52
The moment the child emerged into the cavern between worlds, the revolving Sword of Flame stopped spinning and hung utterly motionless, honouring the arrival of the new Cherub. A pure exultant tone that was felt more than heard reverberated through the tunnels. It sounded like fresh ice, golden sunlight and polished crystal all melded into star song.
Crashed senses reeled in overloaded splendour. Awestruck, I stared at the glittering blade, able now to see details that had been impossible to view while it was moving. The graceful weapon was formed from a single piece of the purest white metal, unlike any substance I had ever seen before. It looked more like the heart of a star, or burning magnesium that never stopped glowing. There were markings on the blade but it was way too
