Snips of Immortal Lies
A snippet that's less wit and more atmosphere today:
No. Eye. I could see one, strikingly green, but the other was so obscured by swollen flesh and scarring that I wondered if it was still in the socket. It crossed my mind a second later that it might have been a bit of grizzled and unrecognizable flesh in the box Jameson had sent me. I wished I could unthink it again. But vampires heal quickly unless we take a serious wound, so whatever had left that mess behind had been horrible, excruciating and given our surroundings, probably intentional.
"Tybalt," he whispered. "You're the one. Started everything," he elaborated. "When he hurts us, he says your name."
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In other news, happy release day to suricattus on Book Two of her Vineart War series: Weight of Stone!
No. Eye. I could see one, strikingly green, but the other was so obscured by swollen flesh and scarring that I wondered if it was still in the socket. It crossed my mind a second later that it might have been a bit of grizzled and unrecognizable flesh in the box Jameson had sent me. I wished I could unthink it again. But vampires heal quickly unless we take a serious wound, so whatever had left that mess behind had been horrible, excruciating and given our surroundings, probably intentional.
"Tybalt," he whispered. "You're the one. Started everything," he elaborated. "When he hurts us, he says your name."
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In other news, happy release day to suricattus on Book Two of her Vineart War series: Weight of Stone!