"Resting at the base of the guy’s throat was the stone charm Owen had seen in the photographs. It was a rich blue that matched the kid’s eyes impeccably."
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@breurmedia.bsky.social@breurmedia.bsky.social“You won’t be using ink.”
“No?”
“You’ll be using blood. Your own. It won’t take more than a few drops.”
“My blood?”
...from "White Jade", Glamour Stones story #5 (included in the anthology "Diabolical Blessings").