Ravensblood Forest that is my cry

the angel seemed delighted with the revelation of his innate violence, even wavering for a moment in wonderment at his seemingly calm facade. she knew not the turmoil that raged within him; she was young; she was beautiful; and life was a pristine pearl to be plucked up and explored.

you would have to threaten death against one of my witches. i killed for suzanne as she could not defend herself, i killed for deborah's power; i would bring the very earth up to swallow those who intend violence, if i could. his gaze rested on her own, and he gave the sprite a small faint smile. but you have no such malice in you, spirit. you need have no fear.

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