Ari Marmell
False Covenant
Beneath the sun, the roads are man's,
His work, his home, his town, his plans.
But 'ware the ticking of the clock:
The night belongs to Iruoch.
“But I don't understand,” said golden-haired Adeline. “You told me that you were not hungry this evening.”
“I am not,” said the Marquis Iruoch.
“And you said I had not offended you in any way,” said Adeline.
“You have not.”
“Then why do you seek to murder me?”
“Because I may later be hungry,” said Iruoch.
“Because you may later offend me,” said Iruoch.
“And because I can.”
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