Chapter Twelve
The vampire Lord glided through the dim, New York streets. 253Please respect copyright.PENANAFRMklZJBiI
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.253Please respect copyright.PENANAZy7hKlV6Ss
He wore a black coat, that kept him warm.253Please respect copyright.PENANAu8Mx31XT9j
It started to rain heavily in the city that never sleeps.253Please respect copyright.PENANA58MtAkxyST
Not that it mattered to the Lord.253Please respect copyright.PENANAdAp1b0QndR
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