by Donald Jacob Uitvlugt Nothing is more beautiful than blood on new-fallen snow. Lilith scents the air. Her prey’s blood calls to her. Even without the footprints, she could find him anywhere in the forest. Anywhere in the world. He fires his weapon when he sees her. The exquisite pain is a mere inconvenience. […]
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