The increasingly loud thumping of her heart signs reveal the awful pity we feel, seeing the small female figure walking the moon washed street. The vampire’s breath streams out hotly from his red blood mouth, and a snarl escapes when he is in pursuit. And now he can lie in quiet once again, sated with the carving of another innocent soft neck.
very chilling! 🙂
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Wow! Well done!
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Thank you
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