Above: Black-mind Brandy
Below: Brandy's mother
Snake Talk
(a poem; used with permission)
Come hither, Sweet Slither
To Snake said Eagle
While preening feathers regal
Nothing said Snake to Eagle's beak
Serpents do not speak
~•~
Lord Gairon wasn't a vain vampire or a ghoul given to fits of anxiety. Even so, he knew of a certainty that "they" would send an assassin after him. Not a problem. Even at half strength, he didn't fear for his own safety. It was the "who" that they'd send that curdled his guts. The "rabid jackals" would send...
HER
She's the only person that he'd let kill him, as much for his tattered honor as for her sanity. What undaddy could willingly withstand his own undaughter's onslaught?
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