My hopes were, however, that it was an intentional touch
. My moan brought the wandering hand to a stop, and there was a clear pause while it waited for a sign to continue.
. Jonath raised his sword to strike as one headed his way. Its voice grated on the ears, somehow existing simultaneously in a low, deep register and a high, screeching one
My hopes were, however, that it was an intentional touch
. My moan brought the wandering hand to a stop, and there was a clear pause while it waited for a sign to continue.
. Jonath raised his sword to strike as one headed his way. Its voice grated on the ears, somehow existing simultaneously in a low, deep register and a high, screeching one
My hopes were, however, that it was an intentional touch
. My moan brought the wandering hand to a stop, and there was a clear pause while it waited for a sign to continue.
. Jonath raised his sword to strike as one headed his way. Its voice grated on the ears, somehow existing simultaneously in a low, deep register and a high, screeching one
