Good Things Come ...
The "Mistress" crumpled to the floor after she witnessed the newly recovered Zillah Grey wrap his arms around me in the destroyed summoning circle. Her wails echoed off the stone walls, but I remained oblivious to her. My sights were set on him . It worked... he's here. I pulled up his weakened body and let him orient himself. He seemed to ignore the insistent pleadings and cries coming from the fallen figure on the floor, too, and dazedly leaned on me while I brought him out of the Mistress's townhouse. It was a short but tedious walk back to the Townhouse, and he was out like a light as soon as I let him fall on my bed. It's been so long since I could breathe him in....