I had chanced upon Death at such an early year in my youth and then swift, was snatched from his arms and into that of another's. A vampire, truth. Of devilish charm and wit, was he. As intrigued as I in him, was he in me. Flaxen hair and golden eyes that spoke of worlds unbeknownst to me; of magics and lusts that I had not tasted. And so stood we
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