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Last published Fri, Oct 10, 2025
"Damn" I said under my breath as I looked towards the man. He showed his face into the torchlight and grinned at me. His pale face seemed to glow gold in the torchlight. His red eyes pulsed as I saw his teeth, they weren't normal human teeth. Two sharp fangs hung just over his bottom lip as he smiled. My mouth dropped open as he backed away from the light
Set on the island of Crete, Sethri survived his coming-of-age ceremony and jumping over the bull, but his two best friends cut his human life short.
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