Then he paused. This vile hovering to catch a man’s eye!. \" He had caught her in a moment of weakness; the hunger had made her emotional! She felt a terrible warmth surge from her loins. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. "I am, Charcoal. “The point is we’re not toys, toys isn’t the word; we’re litter.
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