“This should be good,” I grumbled. “What am I missing?” “What is above us in the food chain?” “Nothing.” She shook her head. Her voice teetered on the edge of a whisper, yet her words filled the room as she quoted, “I saw pale kings and princes, too. Pale warriors, death-pale were they all… I saw their pale lips in the gloam with horrid warning gapèd wide.”
