Nocturne Summit the faces staring back at me look like somebody else

"dýo," germanicus attempted. his grasp of many languages had been honed during his travels. but he was not sure he recognized its origin. two was the bastardized version of that, then. the woman translated herself for those lesser beings.

it was the story of all women before her, as well.

two gave freely and amiably of her background. germanicus began to piece together supposition about her. he bound it with the stitching of what he might physically observe. "is it the sort of life you must now escape?"

were either of them still searching for prey?