Shadows of the Lost
She was deprived of sight, yes, but being so made her sensually aware of anyone she met and, possibly, anything.
With a sigh, Zoriah straightened and plucked one of the sticks on the vase, waving it in the air with a characteristically soft gesture. “You are darkness, Child! Beware, yes, take heed! What you are will take away the heart of yours, the things you love most, because darkness cannot exist with light. You are but a flawed existence, Child! A flawed existence.”
Michelle’s brows furrowed, but it only took her seconds to remember what she was there for. “Don’t make this about me! You are the subject—”
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