He loomed over me in the darkness, so it doesn’t surprise me that he towers over me now, but I am surprised at the sheer breadth of his shoulders. No wonder he was able to get the door open with ease. His biceps are bigger than my thighs. His thighs are bigger than . . . well, they’re huge. He’s got the same strange, three-toed feet that the mesakkah do, and the deep-blue skin, but he’s got no horns. His face seems more angular than theirs, his 28eyes a bit wider, and the red of them is bright crimson and vivid. Strangely enough, he’s got thick, dark lashes, heavy eyebrows, and short black
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