"Valora, we need to leave. Now."
The little girl rushes out of her bed. Fear coursing through her body.
Her mother warned her of this day. They were prepared, yet she couldn't stop shaking.
She grabs the bag from under her bed as her mother walks in—covered in black. She hands her a black hooded robe.
"Put it on, my love. Everything will be okay, I promise."
Valora nods her head. She hands the bag to her mother and puts the robe on. Her mother lifts up the hood so that it's covering most of her head.
"You can still see, right?"
"Yes."
Her mother hugs her tightly.
"Valora, never forget how much I love you."
"I love you too, mother."
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Vampire Arcanorum
Vampiri***DESCRIPTION IS A WORK IN PROGRESS*** Valora is a 157 year old vampire causing chaos in the modern day. Having to run away as a child from the villagers who wanted to burn her and her mother at the stake, she grew up in an underground orphanage fo...
