The young vampire, barely even 100, and her newly-turned girlfriend kept fawning over me. I'd been the officiator of both their turnings, and now they had their first castle together.
Sweet young things. I still remember my castle. But the novelty wears off after a few centuries.
- he/him
[no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end][writer investigating worlds that don't exist]
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