#sanguinetactics:001

[demanicthorns-blog]

@sanguinetactics

Her vulnerability to the sun seemed to have gone, be it because of it being fake or because of the process of her being brought to the city, either way, it seemed unfair that her horns remained.

“Does this mean I’m human again?” she mused, leaning forward and studying her reflection in the window of a shop, trying to see past the glare of the sun’s reflection.