Two2:Beautiful though she was, the strange woman repulsed me. My flesh seemed to actively shift away from her, but somehow my curiosity won through. She'd walked past me in the street as I blagged from the guilty Christian hypocrites. Hers was a scent unlike any other, potent with seductive overtones but strangely dead. Her hair, sleek and so black that light almost curved around it. That flesh, if one could call it flesh, moved as if it were organic but shone like marble and I imagined its touch to be deadly cold. When she'd stopped and stared at me with those multicoloured eyes that change with the light, I forgot how to speak. We led each o