Chiaroscuro

Given their way, those men would wipe the whole of both of her kinds from Gaia's bosom. Both witches and vampires, and anything in between. Anything remotely fantastic, anything who knew itself to be of magic power.
Anything connecting mankind to the Old Gods. The Old Ways.
But now their ruling was about to come to an end. Their tyranny would be no more. Finally.

TW - violence, language

(written in partnership with Leo Spinola)