The living miracle lying across the room on a rug of black hair, this pale, porcelain miracle, as delicate as spun glass, as tough as steel, was a potential Goddess. And to be used for what? To partake in coldblooded, passionless experiences, without magick or reverence or love. It sickened him.

-Storm Constantine

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