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Death did not play favorites—He loved all equally. What you cannot escape, you must fight what you cannot fight, you must endure . The god's voice—not quite words, just a thread of meaning laid in my receptive mind—
Lilith Saintcrow
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Lilith Saintcrow
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: January 1
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New Mexico
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Anna Beguine
Lili St. Crow
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Zombies smell worse than anything you can imagine if you haven’t been hunting things on the dark side of the world. It’s a ripe, gassy odour, like rotting eggs and meat gone bad, crawling blind with maggots. It’s road kill and decayed food and body odour all rolled into one package and tied up with puke.
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Besides, the normal people here wouldn’t see it. That was what “different” meant. It’s just another word for lonely.
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Oh God, Oh God we’re all gonna die doesn’t really fit the definition of banter, now does it?
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He laughed. The laugh could strip the skin off an elephant in seconds.
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Christophe, with the careful tone of an adult telling a kid not to pet the nice foaming-rabid pooch.
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It was stealing her breath, imbecile. Go get a towel. -Christophe, Strange Angels by Lili St. Crow
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I thought I'd pay you a visit, my dear. Since you're so interesting. My mouth shifted into high gear, leaving my brain behind. You know, you're the second guy in a few days to call me that. You should be more creative.
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Some days, a killing spree seems like a good idea.
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They all looked like a shampoo commercial, healthy and clear-skinned, perfectly proportioned, a group of handsome young men. Their clothes hung on them like they were glad to be gracing such supermodels.
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So you're a dom, huh? Nice. I stabbed my pancakes again. Kinky. You're the one who ties people up, babe.
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I went to the entrance to the restroom, where the hallway did a sharp bend so nobody could peek into the girls' pee-palace.
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