The vampire moved as a unit, talons extended, fangs sprung free of their houses of flesh.

They came to where the delectable smell of fresh blood was released. A quality without compare. It was as if a thousand year old bottle of wine lay breathing.

On a cold stone floor, but paces away from consumption.

Tamara Rose Blodgett

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Sometimes milestones are not measured by the accomplishments of society, but by those of integrity.

Tamara Rose Blodgett

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