Can you fight?"
Jestine nods in my direction. "I can take Cas on pretty easily."
"Is that supposed to impress me?
You'd better come in handy. Something tells me we won't have time to be saving damsels in distress."
Anna's brows knit. "Damsels? You get sliced open, burned, and dashed against the rocks about a thousand times or so. Then we'll see who the damsel is.
I’m not afraid. Despite the searing between my eyes and
the knowledge that something is coming for me, something
that could easily rip out my spleen and pop it like a water
balloon, I am not afraid. She’s with me. She’s my purpose
and we’re going to save each other. We’re going to save
everyone. And then I’m going to convince her that she’s
supposed to stay here. With me.
I never thought I’d get to do that.
Kendare BlakeYou’re the voice
of reason. You think of the things we forget about.
I like it more to come to a place like this, where the scent of death
is carried to you on every seventh breath.
My dad always said that water makes the dead feel safe. Nothing draws them more. Or hides them
better.
Don’t be afraid of the dark, Cas. But don’t let them tell you that everything that’s there in the dark is also there in
the light. It isn’t.
Do you see what I do?
Kendare BlakeDeath is my world.
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