Another night cradled by the tranquil darkness of an empty cemetery, circumstances perfectly aligned for the task set out by an ambitious traveler with more aspirations than means to achieve them. Fingertips hesitated over the bowl of blood from a questionable source when a nearby scuff of grass on the other side of a mausoleum drew her attention. It might have been nothing, but then she wasn’t in the business of taking chances with her practice. “---Who’s there? Show yourself.” @andersxlucero









