"I am not sure. My teacher slit my throat. I have been loath to continue lessons. I find blood does not appeal to me when it is my own as much as would please the Cruel Thing."
He's suddenly sitting cross legged on the coffee table.
"Sex and blood should very probably not mix. Or fire. Or so I am told."
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He's suddenly sitting cross legged on the coffee table.
"Sex and blood should very probably not mix. Or fire. Or so I am told."