Dancy Flamarrion is a young drifter shadowed by a being that calls itself an angel and tells her to go places and kill things. Not people, usually, depending on how you define your terms. The stories in this volume mostly grew from a paragraph in Kiernan’s novel Threshold that lists some of Flamarrion’s prior exploits, and several are brief, with a bit of a bit of a fill-in-the-blanks feel. But if the plots are sometimes a little thin or pedestrian, the prose is always rich, vivid, and lush. And even though I noted the similarities between some of the stories, I had no inclination to stop reading ’em. And now I really want to read Threshold, and more from Kiernan generally.
needs more demons? no.