Beggin' your pardon, miss, but I was told you be the one to help me cross on to the next world."

"Who told you this?"

His eyes widen. "A fearsome creature with a head full of snakes!"

"You musn't fear her," I say, taking the man's hand and leading his toward the river. "She's as tame as a pussycat. She'd probably lick your hand given the chance."

"Didn't seem harmless," he whispers, shuddering.

"Yes, well, things are not always as they appear, sir, and we must learn to judge for ourselves.

Autor: Libba Bray

Beggin' your pardon, miss, but I was told you be the one to help me cross on to the next world."<br /><br />"Who told you this?"<br /><br />His eyes widen. "A fearsome creature with a head full of snakes!"<br /><br />"You musn't fear her," I say, taking the man's hand and leading his toward the river. "She's as tame as a pussycat. She'd probably lick your hand given the chance."<br /><br />"Didn't seem harmless," he whispers, shuddering.<br /><br />"Yes, well, things are not always as they appear, sir, and we must learn to judge for ourselves. - Libba Bray




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