Dawnlark Plains 'salem's lot

sure!

no.

it was the answer that vuk had expected, and yet she was shocked all the same. reek's love for her was a powerful, sweeping thing; he had shown it many times over. vuk had known it to be a strong thing, for it followed her from dreams into the waking world. she was surrounded by the breadth of reek's affection for her, even now, even in the darkness when no hung upon his lips, for she could see it still in his eyes.

but it was pain that rose in her breast, a crushing blow that forced her eyes away from his own and downward. vuk held a great love within her for terich, but reek -- reek was undeniably a part of her soul now. his kindnesses had endeared the woman to him; his love of seff had deepened those affections, until she found within herself an adoring admiration.

she nodded at length, though her lips trembled not with tears but with words. the tears were already there, glistening upon her cheeks; she felt torn asunder, that their love should only just lift itself upon on frail legs before being broken. and vuk would not ask again, nor could she speak.

the girl drew near again, seeking his touch, unable to ask for it lest reek deny her a second time.