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Mirror Image - A human hull transformed into an everlasting prince of the night, a Vampire. So much is gained, but not without loss.

One with so many powers is now powerless to gaze into a simple looking glass.  What does this malaise represent? No turning back? A release from mankind, yet the need for mankind in order to survive?

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Vampire Short Story -  Vampire Fashion Statement

ACT VI

The path leading to his doorway was dark.  Vincent felt empty, more alone than ever before.

He went to insert the entry key and was momentarily shocked as a soft hand descended on his own.  Lana.

He twisted his head, questioningly at her, a look that demanded an explanation.

“I’ve been trying to get your attention for months,” she eased out, her tone a mere whisper.  “It wasn’t easy, convincing Steven that he was ill.”

She paused, then asked Vincent, “You realize my talents – it’s written in your eyes, Vincent.”

Then she offhandedly suggested, “May I come inside for a drink?”

 He batted his eyes, actually considering taking her offer seriously.  However, he’d be the one drinking.  From her sweet neck.

Finally, he spoke, his voice sincere.  “Lana, in another life I wouldn’t give it a second thought. However, I must warn you that you’re playing with fire.”  He paused, then carefully continued, “I know you won’t believe me, but….you should have won the contest tonight.  Something…unexplainable happened.”

“Well, you know what they say, darling,” she toyed, both of them acutely aware that she was mocking Kay’s tone.  “One can be a very lonely number,” she eased out, barring the most adorable set of fangs that Vincent had ever laid eyes on.

And the magic continues even today...

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