I glanced at him. Why did you eat the tiger?He shrugged. I don’t know. It was a compulsion. I saw him and I had to make him not be.You worry me, I told him.He pointed back at the Guild with his thumb. Pot, kettle.
Ilona Andrews
I glanced at him. Why did you eat the tiger?He shrugged. I don’t know. It was a compulsion. I saw him and I had to make him not be.You worry me, I told him.He pointed back at the Guild with his thumb. Pot, kettle.