wait a month until the next one. " He made a face and rubbed the shoulder where his arm was missing. Spyder felt for the guy. His side was hurting after the all-day hike.
"Fuck that," said Lulu. "Fuck that with Michael Jacksons pet monkey. "
"Full moons just a few days off. Think we can make it?" Spyder asked Shrike.
Shrike was smoking Spyders last cigarette, puffing, then passing the butt to him. Spyder took a drag, then passed the precious smoke to Lulu, who opened her mouth to accept it like a communion Host. She smoked and passed the butt to Shrike, who leaned on her cane, lost in thought.
"We have to make it," Shrike said. "We cant hide out here like bugs in the sand for a month. Were lucky to have made it this far. "
They sat in the entrance of a shallow cave, which served as cover for the small fire they had going to ward off the cold desert night. Earlier in the evening, theyd stacked brush at the cave entrance to diminish the glow of the fire, hoping not to be spotted by any scouts from the Seraphic Brotherhood, the Erragal prince or any of the other far too interested parties who might be looking for them. Spyder wasnt sure if "lucky" was the word hed have used to describe their situation, but they were alive, and he had to admit that that counted big time in the luck department. But his gratitude lessened with every stab of hunger and throb of his injured ribs.
"I wonder what Rubis doing right now," said Lulu.
"Missing you," Spyder said. "Cursing me. "
"Blue moon, you saw me standing alone, without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own…?," Lulu sang softly. "Elvis should have stopped right there, y
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