Chapter Twelve
The vampire Lord glided through the dim, New York streets. 238Please respect copyright.PENANAog1U4eFC8S
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.238Please respect copyright.PENANAfXAUmv0Zxp
He wore a black coat, that kept him warm.238Please respect copyright.PENANAtLAhoKYLXe
It started to rain heavily in the city that never sleeps.238Please respect copyright.PENANArO7coYMxHk
Not that it mattered to the Lord.238Please respect copyright.PENANAc21iu5PozT
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