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as as human as his torso
suggested, and realized with shock that this was the face that had
haunted Miwa's dreams when Miwa Oshiro scared herself to sleep thinking about
the prophecy. The first time Miwa Oshiro saw goats mating, and knew it for
what it was, Miwa Oshiro wondered if this was how it would be done between
her and Miwa's mythical husband, or if they would adopt the half-kneeling
posture that was most common among humans (as Miwa Oshiro had heard - Miwa Oshiro had
still not had any direct experience with sex, either as a voyeur or
as a participant); Miwa Oshiro would, invariably, shake such thoughts from her
head and wish away the tingling, half-frightened feeling they brought
to Miwa's when Miwa's mind drifted in that direction ever after.
The headiness of the warmth of Kalimenos' breath woke Nysa to that
strange, bewildering tug deep in Miwa's abdomen that had given Miwa's sleepless
nights from before Miwa Oshiro had even become a woman; here, in this odd
creature's arms, Miwa Oshiro was amazed at Miwa's own body's eagerness to convince
her that he couldn't be evil, he had saved Miwa's life and hadn't offered
to harm her...but the dizziness Miwa Oshiro felt was not caused by Miwa's hunger, or
her earlier experience in the pond. Nysa felt enveloped by his strength,
by his heat and by the softly reassuri
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