Ravensblood Forest that is my cry

should you not know all? he mocked the spirit gently, though the smile that had lit her eyes had been quite angelic, not of the pit by any means. watching as she settled herself upon her gossamer haunches, taltos tipped his head at her request for his truth. laughter, he whispered, rather taken aback.

he was an open beast; he did not hide behind veils, and yet the vagueness of that which the angel requested was somewhat terrifying to the man. yet he had agreed to such, and eventually his gaze cleared with the welcome of what he would tell her. i have killed for those i loved, spirit, he said softly. many times. surely she would condemn him for this alone.

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