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There is nothing in the dark that was not there in the light.
The following is written by: Pamela Pietragalla

Drawing by Jason
Chapter One "Sarah"
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She staggers toward me alone down the moon-lit cobblestone street. She senses me watching her. While walking past my balcony she looks up and devours me lustfully with her eyes. The cool night's breeze carries her sweet essence that teases my senses with every breath. Watching her long, curly blonde hair bouncing off her back, playfully in blowing with the wind makes my heart whimper.
As she passes by, her slender body beckons me with every step. My very core of my existence aches. My ever-living half-heart inside me begins to thump tremendously. She then looks back at me, raises her finger tips to her lips and blows me a crippling, teasingly, seductive kiss. With chilling uncontrollable sensations tingling up and down my spine, I begin to salivate anticipating her inevitable journey.
A black steamy moist mist appears and begins to swirl around me. It quickly engulfs me and then it gently drifts to the ground. Now transformed my mystical world comes into focus engulfing reality. Reaching up into the moon-lit sky, I take flight.
I rarely ever act on impulse, however it is such a grand night! The urgency of her ill fate blinds my eyes with an overwhelming obsession. Within seconds, my love, my prey is in my arms. My quivering lips feel her skin tighten as my seventh sense reveals two of my usual onlookers, Ivan and Caretaker.
They are always nearby when I feed. Ivan and his legendary wolf-pack can sense my hunger and are discrete. Ivan is not your usual canine. When I look Ivan way, I can see his pack creeping up quietly behind him. Salivating with hungry eyes glowing they are eager to devour what I will leave behind.
Caretaker is what his name simply implies. He takes care of me and he has been for several years. He makes for certain that no one gets too close to me and deals with the village people keeping my identity a secrete. He is resourceful in ways to distract attention away from me and my residence.
Accounts of my lifestyle have newspapers and novelists writing stories trying to receive rewards of riches and fame. For me I try not to concern myself with my neighbors. They have heard tales about my wrath but did not have any knowledge of my residents in their humble village. Nevertheless, they have not seen first-hand what results from my nightly dependency. If they do discover my residence, I would relocate.
These for seen incident of tonight will surly attract some unwanted attention. However, Caretaker will be able to convince the village people that the whores' lucid lifestyle brought on her own fate. Wanting her gone, the majority of the villagers will not spend the time to investigate. If anyone puts me in jeopardy, they will die for it.

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written by:Pamela Pietragalla

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