Emberwood red wine's broken chalice

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athan. the boy did not speak it aloud, but let the tones of the man solidify the name in his ears. latin — perhaps that was its origin. his maker had known the tongue, but latin was one of many things he had not taught to his most chosen acolyte. fearful he might grow emotional, armand pushed violently away the thoughts and focused upon the darkly charismatic man before him. "i am armand." his hunger stilled and even his thirst subsided as he turned the attention of his chestnut eyes fully upon the wolf. "may i do something for you?"[/tr][/td][/table]