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WiccanVampyre

  • Night of the Vampires

    'Lets go,'whispered Adria. She gripped her katana in its sheath and walked slowly down the quiet lane. A bus streamed past the lane's opening, rattling and roaring, but it didnt ...

    • Short Story
    • Fantasy
    1 min read


sometimes i don't consider myself a poet but then i remember that i literally write poetry
— chikara