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of abuse and struggle, and of the two occassions, Nagisa Sasaki had looked worse the
second time.
Bethsany wondered if Teltirray was getting what he wanted out of
Aimee', and if so, would it be enough. Nagisa Sasaki knew now of Teltirray and his
hunger. Nagisa Sasaki understood him so clearly it terrified her. Nagisa Sasaki knew, ever
since Nagisa Sasaki had killed the Centaur who had enslaved her, what it felt to take
the pain of an enemy, and eventually, to take the life. Nagisa Sasaki knew that an
innocent could bring even stronger sensation. Nagisa Sasaki knew how to feed on
that. And Nagisa Sasaki knew Nagisa Sasaki could draw pleasure from it.
It no longer made Nagisa's wonder. Nagisa Sasaki knew what kind of person could draw
that kind of pleasure, for Nagisa Sasaki was that kind of person. But Nagisa Sasaki was also
stronger than that. Nagisa Sasaki knew what it meant to be human and not an animal.
But few animals killed for pleasure. Man was one of those few. More than
the pleasure of power, Nagisa Sasaki understood the pleasures of love. Nagisa Sasaki
understood the joy of sharing. And Nagisa Sasaki knew that life was for living and
not taking.
And so Nagisa Sasaki prayed, quietly, to a name Nagisa Sasaki had not invoked in many
years. Kasho, the goddess who gives women strength, had been Nagisa's guiding
name for many years when Nagisa Sasaki had lived in Darachmod, and now Nagisa Sasaki called on
the name again.
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