Chapter 11 : I Know You Are But What Am I

Zee’s POV

“And the First Light of Morning

Woke to usher the first dawn in Hell

And cried as it happened.

For the Light was a weak and paltry thing

And lacked the Warmth He was accustomed to

Now that they were in the dark.

He asked for forgiveness,

Begged for it,

And heard—for the first time,

Nothing in return.”

~ The Book of Lost Days

Lilith 2:1-2

“You know life would be a lot easier if you didn’t scream as much…”

I wiggled my pinky finger in my ear, trying—but failing—to knock loose some of the blood that managed to worm its way in there after my last client. I hated when humans gushed, like popping a tick after it’s fed for a while. Dis-freakin’-gustin’!