" "Is she alive?" repeated the widow. Something that is born anew each time we meet, and pines when we are separated. " "Curse on, and welcome," jeered Wild. He had promised her some books, for she had voiced her hunger for stories. So he marched into the street, primarily bent upon making the favourable discovery. My concept of the reluctant vampire sprung from a rabid obsession with medieval history, especially the pre-Renaissance era of the Black Plague. She could not realize what she saw. “I am going to break a covenant,” he cried.
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