SirenCymbaline

Any other night, I almost certainly would have left this young fellow to his own devices. But the pervasive, persistent seed of goodness had been planted firmly in my unwitting ...

"Tell you what," I said, "Hit me up when we're shober enough to shtand, and we'll see how it goes." I allowed my attention to wander once again, and found ...

Siren nodded. "There's all sortsa stuff in there." she said. She would have preferred meat, but she didn't find any, so she just sat at the table, and ate marmalade ...

"Ish normal. 'Specially for men. With your, ehh, shape? changing? situation... I'ven't the foggiesht what'sh normal for you. ...I don't know, what place, places is the hair in? If you ...

Siren poked through the pantry to find some things to eat, and found some bottles with human people writing on them. The labels read 'Aspirin' and 'Morphine', but she did ...

"Heh, I won't pressh you to. I don't trusht myshelf to even walk right now." I said, as I absentmindedly petted Damascus' hair with drunken affection.

Fortunately, Damascus missed hitting me. I did not miss hitting the floor, but that was irrelevant. With great effort, and the most foolish of grins, I pulled myself back into ...

I frowned, confused. But after a moment of trying to work it out, I decided that I did not need to understand, and gave up. I waved dismissively. "Oh, that'sh ...

"Who were... werrre you, again? Ashtrid. You have Ashtrid's eyesh. Did she have a brother?" I asked the friendly newcomer.

Fairy! Brian In his search thus far, Brian had found six demons, two ghosts, a poltergeist, fifteen cats, and a few coupons, but still hadn't come remotely close to finding ...

Siren hopped up to Ryder, and began to follow him. "What is a Eeeetherborn? is it the spirit voice?" she asked.

I hadn't bothered to look over to see what the screaming was about, until my unsettled companion drew my attention to it. When I did look, there was nothing to ...

''Oh, yes. I've jusht been shaving. You, you can be brutally honest, if need be. I have confidensh of shteel when it comes to my looksh. I can take it."

''Oh, thirty, you nosy parker.'' I paused, and turned to look back at him. "Why, you checking if I'm young enough for you? Becaush if I'm your type, I feel ...

The name conjured up feelings of admiration, annoyance, and guilt. Judging by the particular blend of emotions, I wagered a guess that he was the honourable sort. ''Aegeas. That sounds ...