Sunbeam Lair auferstehung

the man fancied he tasted pennies upon the wreath of unseen foulness from his unwanted companion; but he did not draw away. for his sake; yes, yes, mahler could see how such a creature begging judgement could breed toxicity. and yet he knew not from where his scorn came. was this not one of his brethren; was he not in need of whatever soothing mahler might bring? his nostrils flared; hackles flaring stiff upon his shoulders. "you are unwell."