As I drove home my head
was swimming.
Ashtyn knew what she was
talking about, but to her all this stuff was old hat.
She had seen and dealt
with things that I could never comprehend.
All of this, the talk of
spells and rights and blood sacrifices, was pretty fucking new.
It was also really hard
to take in.
I needed a drink. I needed
to sleep.
I needed to make it all
end.
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