a crimson smear trailed away from the puddle , streaking down the hallway and into an open door . sophia looked at me , her dark eyes almost sad . he 's a good hand and plays that guitar of his real nice , too . 'my position has been made clear to you . not for long , by the sounds of it . what a wonderful time to be alive ! the ale splattered over her chest and arms , soaking her dress . moon is stuck and does not know what to do . 