Vanois

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The mortals spoke all at once again, arguing and agreeing with each other. I pressed my fingers against my brow, the pain in my head growing with each beat of my heart. It was worse now than before, an overwhelming pressure starting at the top of my neck and radiating through my skull. A thousand voices echoed through my mind, demanding answers and help from me.
Vanois
Aw. He's overstimulated...
The Book of Azrael (Gods & Monsters, #1)
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