Dragoncrest Cliffs he was standing all shaky

but de 'eart wants wut it wants.

never had something spoken been so eloquently summarized. sobeille replayed this statement over and over, delighted by both its pragmatism, and the nod to the dark, bloodied, and misunderstood organ stirring beneath every living thing's chest.

o? she queried, at last turning around to face etienne in full. she was certain her tooth hole had stopped bleeding. what was she like?