A demon. One of the many infernal entities who have been graced with the ability to blend into human societies with minimal risk of detection. Unlike ...our more chaotic kin who delight in embracing the worlds they visit in fire and brimstone, Hornless are far more subtle, like a whisper in the wind, the third voice in one's consciousness given a living, breathing vessel, disguising ourselves to spread sin and debauchery in silent, conspiratous wakes. This immortal shell of shape changing flesh. "What's wrong with them?"The strange woman gently grabbed Misty's hand and assured her thateverything was as it should be. "Don't you worry my love," she said,"these boys are just on a new journey now."Dylan looked up at the strange woman, his vision blurring and the pain inhis stomach spreading throughout his body. "Bitch..." he muttered as hepulled himself upwards. "What are you doing!"Misty let out a giggle as Dylan was now only about as tall as she was."Oh my god!" she said with a grin. . I sit down with relief and cross my legs. The swish of my nylonedthighs rubbing together sends a little jolt of pleasure through my body.Carmel sits beside me and offers me one of her menthol's whilstCharlotte pours large measures of whisky into three tumblers she hasfound somewhere in one of the cupboards in my workroom.I extend my trembling fingers, my fingernails glint a dull red in thesubdued light, I take the proffered menthol and bring it to my lips.Carmel extends her bright red. If that were so, then the goddess was also a princess. A princess would be accustomed to being comforted and cared for, while at the same time insisting on her independence and freedom to behave as she pleased. Despite the humor he saw in his observation, It was wrong to leave her huddling naked in a corner of a darkened room during a thunderstorm. He turned to go into the kitchen, not sure what he was going to do. He wanted to hold her and comfort her; give her back some of the strength she.