"Aah...you." Came the low growl, just out of sight, which shadow was he in? Did it matter? "Come to visit me, stranger? And without fangs. A welcome comfort." Then came a purr. A setting paranoia, a bleeding sense of being stalked the wind in the trees and grass...was it the wind? Or something ā
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ć ¤ The last time they'd met, circumstances were rather miserable. This time, though, Ayre'd been more prepared - rather than just the unmanned AC, she'd brought her more social body down to the surface of the world in a small, attached pod.
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