"And, yet, in the space of 24 hours, this whore undid all your clever little plans. I'm going back to my life, and my family, now, while you go straight back to Hell." The sickness was still rising, and she reached for a chair, hefting it, and swinging at the mirror with all her preternatural strength.
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Date: 2010-11-14 08:27 am (UTC)"Goodbye, Samuel."