Small steps Quote by Zoraida Córdova
““Shadows curl like tentacles around a figure cloaked in a bloodred dress. The material hugs her like death, and a helmet of bone and metal hides her face. She takes small steps, practically walking on air, and stops where Agosto is crouched. “You never learn, do you?” Then she pulls out a spear and drives it through the center of his hand.””
