“While she’s in my realm, bring me the child. I wish to talk to her.”
“As you wish, My Lordship.”
“And, please. Get off your knees when talking to me. We’re *equals*.”
Lockfry/Devil Dave stands up, looks at the Ultimate Creator eye to eye and sees it is so. A smile develops.
They are one.
receiving the unholy wind
Sunklands 