Chapter Twelve
The vampire Lord glided through the dim, New York streets. 236Please respect copyright.PENANADcftRiM9Rv
The raucous crowd of humans were drunk, or more to the point, unable to sleep. Some threw up; some looked at him as if he was insane, or mad. Either way, he gripped the dagger in his right, gloved hand.236Please respect copyright.PENANAjEjPZF8XGH
He wore a black coat, that kept him warm.236Please respect copyright.PENANAfli5IP8UzK
It started to rain heavily in the city that never sleeps.236Please respect copyright.PENANAizNDzdPvOl
Not that it mattered to the Lord.236Please respect copyright.PENANAyzk3pK0SpB
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