AS A PRIESTESS


"But that doesn't make any sense," Sango frowned, "I haven't felt drawn to it, and unless I'm a miraculously living dead person, I'm pretty sure I have an aura."

Miroku shook his head, "Neither have I."

I continued down. "It says that, 'as surely as good draws to evil, so to does evil to good.' What's that mean?"

Miroku leaned over my shoulder and Sango chewed on her thumbnail as she read from my side.

"Maybe it means that Inuyasha's aura is evil and the pink thing is good?" Sango asked.

I shook my head. "Inuyasha's a pain in the arse, but he's not evil."

Miroku glanced at my neckline where the jewel hung. "Maybe, then, that thing is what's evil?"