Damian is relieved when Micah ushers him into the room, and he closes the door behind them. He would normally take a bit more time with those offering so freely the blood he needs, but he has pushed the bloodlust back and the walls of his shields are beginning to crumble.

"Where do you prefer I bite, Micah?"

Damian is in Nathaniel's bedroom, reading an Old Norse translation of Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching provided to him by Bar. He doubts he ever would have found such a book in America, or even in the known world in 1996. He is positive no one translates into Old Norse anymore. The language is a piece of home in a strange place, though, and the material ( Read more... )