Ravens cawed beneath the moonless sky. Nix looked over her shoulder. Nothing. The wind hugged her cloak to her curves. Whispered its desire.
Candlelight flickered ahead. If only Nix could feel that warmth, but there wasn’t time.
Howling ceased. Now, there was only breath.
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