Chapter Twelve
The vampire Lord glided through the dim, New York streets. 393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9FLkPd3Vwy
The raucous crowd of humans were drunk, or more to the point, unable to sleep. Some threw up; some looked at him as if he was insane, or mad. Either way, he gripped the dagger in his right, gloved hand.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhdzLmYNIXk
He wore a black coat, that kept him warm.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6G9TLoDFO5
It started to rain heavily in the city that never sleeps.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlZqshVrlC0
Not that it mattered to the Lord.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOXs3IJhYHD
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