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    " Thirst burned through my throat like fire. My mouth was baked and desiccated. <br />
    The fresh flow of venom did nothing to dispel that sensation. My stomach twisted with <br />
    the hunger that was an echo of the thirst. My muscles coiled to spring. <br />
    Not a full second had passed. She was still taking the same step that had put her <br />
    downwind from me. <br />
    As her foot touched the ground, her eyes slid toward me, a movement she clearly <br />
    meant to be stealthy. Her glance met mine, and I saw myself reflected in the wide mirror <br />
    of her eyes. <br />
    The shock of the face I saw there saved her life for a few thorny moments. <br />
    She didn’t make it easier. When she processed the expression on my face, blood <br />
    flooded her cheeks again, turning her skin the most delicious color I’d ever seen. The <br />
    scent was a thick haze in my brain. I could barely think through it. My thoughts raged, <br />
    resisting control, incoherent. <br />
    She walked more quickly now, as if she understood the need to escape. Her haste <br />
    made her clumsy—she tripped and stumbled forward, almost falling into the girl seated in <br />
    front of me. Vulnerable, weak. Even more than usual for a human. <br />
    I tried to focus on the face I’d seen in her eyes, a face I recognized with revulsion. <br />
    The face of the monster in me—the face I’d beaten back with decades of effort and <br />
    uncompromising discipline. How easily it sprang to the surface now! <br />
    The scent swirled around me again, scattering my thoughts and nearly propelling <br />
    me out of my seat. <br />
    No.
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    --Excerpt from Midnight Sun..
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