Nameless: The Darkness Comes
“He’s counting on you to get emotional. It isn’t Reed that he wants.”
I took a deep breath, nodded. Reed Taylor’s gorgeous greens were vacant, the corners filled with swirling black. I reached forward and ran my hand down his face gently. Cold to the touch but so beautiful.
I felt the heat of the Tip-Toe Shadow’s gaze. “Why, you care for this one? My New You?” He shook his hand, and Reed Taylor’s body danced like a broken doll. “This one, mmm, when he has caused you so much trouble? Oh yes,” he said, and his squeaky voice turned deeper, more sinister, “I know this one. I know his consorts: those who think they fly, mmm, higher than us. I know.” He suddenly bent over backward, his head twisti
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