Demon Hunting in a Dive Bar (2012)
“Blood like pure spring water; that’s what Toby always said about her. She’d never been much of a drinker. She liked to keep a clear head. Stuff happened when a demonoid lost control. Things got broken. People got hurt. Norms saw things they weren’t supposed to see. Questions got asked with no easy answers.
The kith-a-poo joy juice hit her brain and the world burst with color, layer upon layer that pulsed and flowed into one another in dizzying patterns. She’d always had excellent sight, even fo...r a demonoid, but not like this. Her vision was magnified. Tiny insects crawled along a branch on a tree more than a hundred yards away. A mockingbird perched in an oak on the far side of the clearing. She saw every detail, the intricate swirl of feathers, the dark line around the umber eyes, as clearly as if the bird sat on her finger.
“Wow.” She felt her mouth stretch in a goofy grin. Charlie was a lecherous old coot, but his moonshine was kickass. “This is soooo cool.”
“What?”MoreLess
The kith-a-poo joy juice hit her brain and the world burst with color, layer upon layer that pulsed and flowed into one another in dizzying patterns. She’d always had excellent sight, even fo...r a demonoid, but not like this. Her vision was magnified. Tiny insects crawled along a branch on a tree more than a hundred yards away. A mockingbird perched in an oak on the far side of the clearing. She saw every detail, the intricate swirl of feathers, the dark line around the umber eyes, as clearly as if the bird sat on her finger.
“Wow.” She felt her mouth stretch in a goofy grin. Charlie was a lecherous old coot, but his moonshine was kickass. “This is soooo cool.”
“What?”MoreLess
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