Aug 20, 2020
@solitarytype [x]
“The people here.. I think they know what I am.”
Finding food had become increasingly difficult. No longer did the unwary trod through the graveyard in the late hours-- rumors kept the streets empty after midnight. As such, Laurelai had grown lonely.
[even her own offspring had a habit of disappearing.]
Laurelai sighed, resting her chin upon her knees.
“Where do you go, when you leave this place?”