Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim. ...

Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim. (Shona Moyce)

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Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.

Shona Moyce Quotes: Fire curled in the old woman's hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.