Chapter Twelve
The vampire Lord glided through the dim, New York streets. 395Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUFnE90mHXf
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.395Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5HiptYRg9T
He wore a black coat, that kept him warm.395Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUVadgqiSdI
It started to rain heavily in the city that never sleeps.395Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeqFr8twZHp
Not that it mattered to the Lord.395Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXLVoJmlctv
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