From What I've Tasted Of Desire
They never thought that they would find nearly getting obliterated such a life-changing thing. Blood Moon had dodged at just the right time, but it had been just slow enough that, in the glow of the laser blast from that damnable barrel, they had seen…him. Sun. In the glow of the blast, his eyes gleamed and glowed with a flaming light. The daycare attendant had shown like his namesake, and it had been…fetching. Otherworldly. Like some deity brought low down with the rest of the filth. He had been stunning. Like a star in the night sky. Enchanting. For the first time in his pitiful existence, Blood Moon wanted something other than gore and destruction. He hungered but not for blood. He hungered for the Sun.
