Haxan

Thermopylae. Masada. Agincourt. And now, Haxan, New Mexico Territory, circa 1874. Through a sea of time and dust, in places that might never be, or can't become until something is set right, there are people destined to travel. Forever. Marshal John T. Marwood is one of these men. Taken from a place he called home, he is sent to fight an eternal war. It never ends, because the storm itself, this unending conflict, makes the world we know a reality. Along with all the other worlds waiting to be born. Or were born, but died like a guttering candle in eternal night. "Tonally it's a mixture of western and urban fantasy, with a cold, moody atmosphere that makes us want to put on a sweater." - Booklist

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It’s the mid-1870s. The town of Haxan, in the New Mexico Territory, has a new marshal, John T. Marwood. But Haxan is no ordinary town; it’s a focal point, a place where great historical events are poised to play out. And Marwood is no ordinary tough-guy lawman; he’s a fighter of evil, a wanderer in time and place, who was summoned to Haxan by a dying man to protect the man’s daughter—but protect her from what? Structurally, the book feels like a procedural; Marwood, while keeping the dead man’s daughter close by, pursues leads that, he hopes, will take him to the people who want to take her life. But tonally it’s a mixture of western and urban fantasy, with a cold, moody atmosphere that makes us want to put on a sweater. The author leaves the door open for a sequel, but, given the kind of life Marwood lives, it could be set anywhere, or anytime. --David Pitt

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