Maybe this is how War feels-like this is simply normal. I might hate my reality, but at some point the abnormal becomes horribly normalized. We travel, we camp, we siege, we move on. And then there’s that terrible human quality of getting comfortable with a habit. After seeing so many deaths, the faces start to blur together.

That’s pretty difficult to come back from.Īs the weeks tick by, that numbness I felt in Mansoura begins taking over me. Then again, he’s made it clear that I’m not to die, while I made it clear that I wanted him dead. But still, there were so many times when he crossed a line with me, I assumed it went both ways. As crazy as it is, I actually resent that he’s still mad, even though I understand his anger-I tried to kill him, after all. It’s him who’s decided to keep his distance. I’m still angry at War, but then I’ve always been angry at him. It’s as though our relationship never was. War’s eyes passed over mine, but there was no pause, no deep look, no spark of familiarity. A few of them got blown up that day after a mishap with some explosives they’d run into in the city. His undead army came running in behind him, their bodies sick with decay. The last time I saw him, he was riding back in from a raid with his phobos riders. He doesn’t even try to get close to my tent. And so she must make the ultimate choice: surrender to War and watch humankind fall, or sacrifice everything and stop him.There are no midnight drop-ins, there are no convincing arguments about why I should be sleeping with him. However, if there’s one thing Miriam has learned, it’s that love and war cannot coexist. But there’s another side to him, one that’s gentle and loving and dead set on winning her over, and she might not be strong enough to resist. Now Miriam faces a terrifying future, one where she watches her world burn town by town, and the one man responsible for it all is her seemingly indestructible “husband”. But when the massive and terrifying horseman corners Miriam, he calls her his wife, and instead of killing her, he takes her back to his camp.

There is no surviving this, especially not once Miriam catches the eye of War himself. Houses are burning, the streets run red with blood, and a traitorous army is massacring every last resident. The day Jerusalem falls, Miriam Elmahdy knows her life is over. They came to earth, and they came to end us all. Four horsemen with the power to destroy all of humanity. They came to earth-Pestilence, War, Famine, Death-four horsemen riding their screaming steeds, racing to the corners of the world.

War laura thalassa