You’re going to die unless you eat something. Lahja wasn’t sure where the thought had come from, but he knew the words to be true. It was his own voice, his true voice the way he’d heard himself singing praises and adulation for The Father, and Lahja wondered what he sounded like to other people.
Other demons, he sighed unhappily. The body snarled again with it’s desire for food, and Lahja rolled onto his side and wondered if he was going to pass out again.
Eat something! The body demanded. Yo