A big, studly football jock like me? I got plenty of blood to spare. For you, I have anything to spare.
P. C. CastThe Fomorians skittered backward, away from me, looking justifiably confused. I mean, really, how many human women actually run to them? And I was a human woman covered in swamp yuck, with wild red hair sticking out in matted hunks and arms flailing like a demented Bride of Frankenstein. I'd run from me.
P. C. CastRemember that I will be here', he said resolutely. 'For an eternity (...). I would wait for you for an eternity.
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