The only thing worse than dying is never having it as an option.
The Tarimain, the immortal soldiers of God, tasked with fighting on the front lines of the eternal war, uncover a dark demonic plot to raise an army. Atharron, a four thousand year old former ruler of Calnis; Sarah, apathetic, but determined to do her duty; and Luke, a young Tarimai discovering the wonders and burdens of immortality. Together, they make their way through the first half of the twentieth century on the trail of a Great President of Hell and the mysterious Man with the Eyes.
Munich, Germany - Cologne, Germany 1917
While searching for David, the Tarimain are offered help by a young girl and her mysterious mentor.

The fourth Chronicle in the Tarimain series.
~7700 words
Atharron stayed up the rest of the night, puffing at his cigar, and watched as the black haired girl fell asleep. She was young. Far too young to be dealing with magic. He could definitely use her, but she could easily be tempted by the black magics. So far he had seen nothing wrong with her abilities, but she would need to be careful with what she learnt. He knew better than anyone the addictiveness of power. Even using white magic could be harmful. For the moment though, he would have her help them find David, and then he'd make sure she didn't harm herself. Or others.
