So I made one of my day trips to go and fuck
him when something hit me as my head smashed into the headboard-- am I still married to
the hunter dude? It's been so long since I woke up in bed with my throat slit open and the personality of the moment hovering over me, mumbling something about "putting her pretty pretty head as an ornament on the dashboard of Tilion's chariot thing"-- I kind of miss it.