Satan’s Proposal (4) Leaving the square behind, Fermi and Cerielle stepped into a tavern near the market district. As he opened the door, Fermi asked, “You gonna be okay?” “You think I can’t even handle a drink? Hurry up and get in. I’m starving.” It was a little early for dinner, but skipping lunch had left her ravenous. “Let’s just...
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