We left that same night, creeping out despite the torches surrounding our home. Why they didn’t immediately make it our funeral pyre, I’ll never know. Maybe they wanted to give us a chance to show that we were still human. That was something we were unable to do for them. Our quintet stood watching the […]
According to The Vampire Encyclopedia by Matthew Bunson, a rakhas (or, more formally, rakshasa) is tinkling-bell-clad, blue-throated, blood-stained creature with matted hair and five feet. One of the powerful vampires of India. I can tell you from experience that this is an exaggeration. It’s like playing that game—Chinese Whispers, is it?—where information becomes more muddled […]
Sister Ada fastened the cilice around her thigh, wincing at the sharpened points piercing her skin and the blood flowing down her leg. She watched as her skin mended, embedding the barbs into her flesh, before letting her habit fall around her legs. Her eyes closed as she reached for her disciplines and whipped its […]
Colors exploded on the canvas of Dax’s closed eyelids as the gush of blood filled his mouth, fireworks in bright reds, hot whites, and brilliant blues accompanying the strawberry flavor of the college coed. He let her drop to the pavement, knowing he wouldn’t be the type to take small drinks for sustenance, even this […]
If houses had memories, what would Adair House remember? Its white shutters and gingerbread trim perfectly contrasting its butter yellow siding? The arabesques of its wrought iron fence surrounding it in shiny black glory? Maybe the way frosty rime once coated its lead-paned windows on chilly autumn mornings? Now that fence is eaten by rust […]
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