The moon shone like a heights cape through the window, across the angels and wolve trapped in the satin mouth of the bed, Moon paralyzed by my shadows against the wall, and got Moth’s pearl-like tears in the corners of his eyes. They were all under my power, but I was as ensnared in this house and its lies as they were.I slowly lowered my hand, so as not to startle Moth, before enveloping his trembling form gently in my arms. At last, the tears fell down his cheeks, and he sobbed. The sweet scent of ylang ylang wafted from his skin and hair, and I wondered why, when Moon had been washed in only cheap carbolic soap.I rubbed Moth’s back, when I studied Moon, who’d tensed like I was about to turn the kid into stone next to the other wolve gargoyles…and I guess that I didn’t blame him. “If I let you go from the jerremy,” I eyed Moon warily, “do you promise to obey me?&rdqu
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