“No, all that David could think about was the head of the deer-girl, for her face rubbed against his as they rode, her warm blood smeared his cheek, and he saw himself reflected in the dark green mirrors of her eyes.”

John Connolly

John Connolly - “No, all that David could think about...” 1

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