“Creation is key,” Lilith whispered and stroked her flat
abdomen with long fingernails. She kept
her thoughts serene to maintain the unborn’s quiet dreaming time. Lilith didn’t engage in thoughts of the
embryo’s ultimate fate. Even in the womb
a demon child had abilities, abilities it might choose to use against her
should it be roused.
“Mommy’s little darling,” Lilith cooed in a saccharine
tone. She even managed to keep her lip
from curling with disgust as she said it.
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