"Even the dust is strange in the manor — instead of billowing up and settling again, it rises in spirals and whorls, brushing against Liska like an over-affectionate cat. It trails after her, twining around her ankles until she looks at it directly and says, “Please, not now. I’m nervous enough already, and you’re getting all over my clothes.”

Like a child scorned, the dust settles once more, and Liska wonders if she has already lost her mind."

"Where the Dark Stands Still" --- AB Poranek

I sound like a complete idiot. 

My voice is hoarse, I’m practically growling at this girl to give me another mission to complete for her.

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"Tutoring the Delinquent" by Jessa Kane

That tiny bark is the real scary sound. 

It's the bark that alerts the pack without drawing the attention of the intruder.

This is the story of his dream!

 

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