Feral Quotes

“…and as she danced, a spinning tempest of lust, passion, and power, fiercely beautiful, every eye in the room upon her, something deep within him answered. His blood pounded to the cadence of drums and clapping hands, to the rhythm of strange instruments. The haze of khafkaa smoke, heady drink and perfume began to lift, replaced by a drug far more urgent,
far more powerful...”
― T.B. Schmid, Feral