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"See? Were halfway home. "
"And if Madame Cinders cant bend the rules? What if, to regain your precious ignorance, we never see each other again?"
"Well deal with that when it comes up. And it wont. Besides, I dont know what the hell Im doing out here. Im going to get eaten by a demon dachshund or shanked by a fire-breathing tea cozy. "
"Stick with me, pony boy. The talking dogs will have to get through me to get to you. "
Shrike laid her hand on Spyders chest. He didnt move, but became aware of his heart beating and the movement of blood through his body.
"I think youre sexually harassing me again, but Ill let it go for now," he said.
"Did you bring your books?"
"Jenny took em all. But I know the big stuff, the grand schemes. The first, most important thing you need to understand about Hell is what the alchemist Hermes Trimegistus said: Hell is like anywhere else. Only worse. Course, that sounds a lot better in Latin. "
Spyder talked into the night, telling Shrike about the pits and traps of Hell-the cunning lies demons tell, the slowly spinning trees full of knives in the abattoir forests. Lulu slept nearby in the hold. Spyder checked on her from time to time and made her drink water. They sailed west all day and all night. Like bright toys, airships drifted in the distance.
Twenty Three
Death is not the End
Among the greatest lies ever told, probably the greatest is that death only comes in one flavor.
Depending on the time, the place, the species of the deceased and its general standing in the universe, the nouveau-dead can find themselves experiencing any number of different type
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