When Monsters Mate
Anything had to be better than this.
But just when I was ready to slip into that sweet, uncaring darkness, something pulled me back.
First there was someone, Leonidas, yes, it had to be Leonidas, giving commands. Snarling then, desperate and angry. I had never heard him sound like that before. Never imagined that voice trembling beneath the weight of fear. It made me want to claw my way out of this agony, just to reassure him.
But I couldn’t. For a long time, I couldn’t even speak. Over and over, I drifted to the edge of consciousness, only to be pulled back into burning, suffocating dark. And when I finally managed to peel my eyes open,
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