Ravensblood Forest that is my cry

he gave her a smile that was altogether both grim and wan. ah, but there was no nobility in it. those i loved did not ask me to kill; no, i rose up, and i struck down those who i did not deem worthy of their company. except in the case of deborah, whom he had not been able to save, lasher did not see the murder that splashed him invisibly red with blood as noble. necessary, yes, but lacking the honor the angel meant.

he looked to her again, and kept his eyes upon her, awaiting the next stage in this most interesting of games. and yet taltos wished to run away from her, and the ordeal of this truth, but he could not bring himself to do such a thing.

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