Chapter Twelve
The vampire Lord glided through the dim, New York streets. 420Please respect copyright.PENANAP3IwHke8XX
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.420Please respect copyright.PENANAjinM195l9W
He wore a black coat, that kept him warm.420Please respect copyright.PENANAeQ2oIUiZoa
It started to rain heavily in the city that never sleeps.420Please respect copyright.PENANAs2QmXEQ6uQ
Not that it mattered to the Lord.420Please respect copyright.PENANA4l8pZ7dwS9
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