Chapter Twelve
The vampire Lord glided through the dim, New York streets. 428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKneVQ7OBlr
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.428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpvGIZDUu9R
He wore a black coat, that kept him warm.428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM6joe3Jd95
It started to rain heavily in the city that never sleeps.428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnXKe4WDdUm
Not that it mattered to the Lord.428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6284N9rrMo
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