Beyond Night
“I dream of women. A lot.”
“That’s scary? Hah. I didn’t think you were that sort of Greek.”
“Piss off and die badly, sir,” Porcius shot back. “No, of women in the night, women in the woods.”
“I see monsters in the woods. I’ll trade you dreams.”
“You wish. No, they come to me a lot, images of an older gal with reddish gray hair, all kinky and long, gotta lil gal with her, ‘bout half her size.”
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