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عرض المزيد"Wow!" Creatures awes with a murmur of wows, and a shrew even flinched at the sight of the fire though he is far far away from her.
"And the fire burns through the thorns field like paper! If I wasn't in a hurry I would have stopped there and explored more about it, but there were angels on my tail so I just ran and jumped off."
"By the time I realized I was falling too fast and Uncle S was not gonna be there to catch me I paniced, and the fire lit up again. Took me a few minutes to learn how to control them so I could lift up my body with it." With a huge smile, Nonoth extinguished the fire in her palm.
"Those few minutes were really scary though!" She added. Luckily the soft-hearted deer hasn't wake up yet, otherwise she would faint again.
"Why is that place soaked in blood?" A small bird with horns on her head asks the question that obviously has been on lots' mind but no one has the courage to really ask.
"Well later on I found out that the altar is the dining table of my uncle S. He's NOT a person of table manner." Nonoth shakes her head in disapproval, a posture what grown-ups would do when they say that about her.
"Who is this Uncle S and how large would he be if a huge altar is just his dining table?"
"He visits us from time to time on the cloud, always in the form of a snake when he visits. He says it's easier for him to travel."
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Daisy found nobody in the room and the door was also closed. She was feeling dizzy and weak but still while staggering she managed to stand up from the bed. Taking slow careful steps, she started walking towards the door, supporting the bed. She was feeling that suddenly her body started feeling heavy. Even walking was difficult for her. The gown, she was wearing was not of her size. It was a little loose but she felt comfortable in it.S
On the the third floor, one of those lace barriers twitched. A shadow moved past, just a flicker of darkness, so fast it almost escaped Crook's enhanced scrutiny. The signet ring on his right finger hummed against his skin, hot and urgent.He glanced down at the ring.A hot, solid wave of energy slammed against his expanded thoughts. His head snapped back from the rush of power. His mind folded in on itself and his perceptions screeched down to normal speed so abruptly he almost stumbled. His ears rang. His jaw ached from clenching his teeth-and from- from what.A mental slap?Had somebody really slapped him? He rubbed the space between his right eye and his chin. Damned if it didn't burn.What the hell? Some kind of barrier. Some kind of elemental protections? The beast inside him wanted to snarl and retreat, but he couldn't let that happen. He was here in New York city, with his partner Andy, poking around on the ritualistic murder of a senator'