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Europe — 1023.
Twisted feelings still mangled the insides of Casper as night began to fall, emeralds piercing the the dusk painted lands around him. It hadn’t taken them all long to discover their new assailant was the very same one that used to give so might life, now the wickedness that lived amongst the twilight. The hunger and desire had started to fall upon them, noticing Noah starting to fidget in the corner of their protected quarters, “Not much longer.” A crooked, toothless grin now appearing on the eldest’s lips and the young vampire couldn’t help but lick his own, “And we’ll leave no survivors.”
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