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290 pages, Paperback
First published October 1, 2011
"Ah, I see. Musicians. Hmph. What a shame. Still, this Goth 'fashion' sounds interesting. I too am an outsider. Also, I like the look. Much more in keeping with my own tastes. Perhaps I shall become a Goth too. What do you think, Christopher and Sooz?"
"That's be great," said Sooz, smiling.
She looked genuinely pleased, which was strange. Most people, even Orcs—no, even powerful Vampire Lords—would be a little queasy about him, a Dark Lord, joining their group. But I supposed to this human girl I am just another human boy, Dirk thought.
"You'd better check out the music first, in ase you don't like it," said Christopher. "I've got a Morti clip on my phone you can listen to, though it's not really Goth music, but sort of related."
"Oh no, not Morti," said Sooz, raising her eyes to heaven. "Much too heavy metal for me! It's not Goth music, but yeah, see what you think.
Christopher took out his cell phone, and a loud thrashing noise, like the sound of rusty armor being scraped clean by a hundred Goblin slaves, intermixed with the bursting rhythms of the dragon's heartbeat came out of the little device.
"Hmm, catchy," said Dirk. "It reminds me of home."
Chris smiled and said, "Here, there's a little video clip, look."
Pictures formed on the small surface of the phone. Aha, thought Dirk to himself, it was more than just a voice teleporter, but also a Scrying Crystal.
