Eirnin's silver eyes, now showing hints of bright yellow, widened in astonishment as he stared, transfixed, at the red blood dripping from the wound on Story's foot.
"What are you?
A simple question with a not-so-simple answer for 17-year-old Story, who finds herself, a lone human, thrust in the middle of a war between creatures she once thought only existed in faerie tales.
©2011 Janine K. Spendlove (P)2012 Janine K. Spendlove
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