She did not care that vampire children are abominations. ‘You would have a history of my life? Very well. All she needed to do was to have a body. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory.
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