15/02/2026 09:22

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All my shirts were just different colors of one or two styles. He was leaning his hands against the Hummer while he got his breath back. Like cotton candy, he said. It was as if the sound reached through the vest, through my skin, my ribs, and pierced my heart.

Older than the others, fortyish, though I was no judge of age of death in vamps. I hadn't felt her coming. He helped me tie the mask around my neck. They both looked at me.