I smile and wait a moment before biting into his neck. His blood tastes sweetest and I gladly take it in. Even more passion runs through me and I close my eyes.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
I’d heard he had started a fistfight in one of the seedier local taverns because someone had insisted on saying the word “utilize” instead of “use". — Patrick Rothfuss, A Wise Man's Fear
