08-14-2022, 10:09 AM
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My head is always spinning -
the brute had no idea that blood was alive. that blood was lurking about the lands he had moved to. frankly, he was happy with the thought of blood being dead somewhere. the vampire family was not one filled with kindness, after all. the simple fact was, night was the black sheep. both in looks and in personality. he had a niceness to him that no one else did. well, no one in his family.
the brute was out on a night time patrol. the black pelt fading into the shadows as if he belonged there. perhaps the vampire lion did belong there? sighing, the male moved along silently until the smell hit him. the brute paused and let his maw open to taste the air.
he hoped he was wrong.
speaking
[sub][W]isker[/sub]the brute was out on a night time patrol. the black pelt fading into the shadows as if he belonged there. perhaps the vampire lion did belong there? sighing, the male moved along silently until the smell hit him. the brute paused and let his maw open to taste the air.
he hoped he was wrong.
speaking
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"To become a monster like me, is to admit you were too weak to remain a human."
"Eternity is wasted upon the likes of you. Try as you might, immortality slips away. And you remain with only your shame."
[/td][/tr][/table]"Eternity is wasted upon the likes of you. Try as you might, immortality slips away. And you remain with only your shame."