The worst thing is that Maddy was there too—the things Elizabeth said in front of her… No words to explain, but Anne understood. Ah, this… She moaned faintly as she started to swoon, and it sounded like a moan of pleasure. I've never known you to 'storm' anywhere. Lord, it could have been any one of you.
The irony was that the very qualities for which he chose his vampires—independence, intelligence, boldness —made us intrinsically rebellious. And there they were, twined together in the darkness, like the roots of two trees that had grown together and fossilised. Was this what Madeleine had felt, when Pierre fed from her? This cold dark fall from a cliff, no comfort to be found. She sat down on a low concrete wall, oblivious to anything but the flowering of thought and sensation inside herself.
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