Floating through the ether in a terrifyingly divine manner, she made her way to the heart of the city.
Guided by a force of hidden meaning, she came upon her destination. It was the dead of night.
There in my apartment, staying up way too late reading, I sat quietly.
I saw her materialize before me. I took a long, stunned look. Wwooof.
"I want to bite your neck," she said.
I didn't hesitate.
"Sure!" I replied, "If I can bite yours back!"
Hey, fair's fair.
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The Beauty Of Horror Konstantin Yuganov