Noah sipped the sharp nectar and sighed. And let’s not forget the undeniable fact that it is the funniest thing ever conceived. Several years ago, I came into possession of a stone slab from a lost civilization with a curse inscribed, one that offered eternal life, but at great cost. He took her from behind, attacking with a precise savagery that broke her, body and mind. I usually just tend to wounds left by abusive patrons, never something like this. The curse is inactive when I take the form of a cat, letting me remain in one form and one age, something that I sorely miss. “You think yourself hopeless because you have no power to change your world or right your wrongs, but you have more power than you could ever imagine. “Your parents really failed with you.”
“I don’t know what you’re so hung up over. Have him meet me here at dusk.”
Noah departed, audaciously flashing his back to the assassin.
