Stay,” said abruptly. “Stay, feed me. Read me, like. talk death. offer — Michelle Sagara West, City Night

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Stay," he said abruptly. "Stay, feed me. Read to me, if you like. Do not talk to me of death. Do not offer me your fear. I have fear of my own to drive me, and if my own fear is not strong enough to keep me from my duty, yours will only grieve me, girl. It will give me guilt and no rest, but it won't preserve my life.

Michelle Sagara West, City of Night

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