To Imagine...

A collage of different stories that may or may not have any relation to each other.

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...But really, that's all I was to him. Blood, running through live, Human veins. So I bent my head back, my hair shifting to expose my neck almost as if of its own accord. I shut my eyes. I didn't ever hear him move, only felt his freezing breath over my neck just before his ice cold fangs pierced my skin...