“Blessed Virgin,” I whispered, even thought I couldn’t even hear myself. “Why must you keep sending me innocent monsters?” For the spooky season, I resolved to read T. Kingfisher’s Sworn Soldier series. On finishing the first, What Moves the Dead, I dove straight into the next, What Feasts at Night. I have to confess that I struggled for a while to get into What Feasts, as it seemed to have such a different feeling to What Moves, and it took me quite a while to get used to the d...
