Put your affairs in order, mortals,” she boomed, as a gust of wind – yes, wind inside my shop – blew their hair back. “I will feast on your hearts tonight for the offense you gave me. So swears the Morrigan.” I thought it was a bit melodramatic, but one does not critique a death goddess on her oratory delivery.

-Kevin Hearne

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