Winter Flower

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𓂀Ancient Egipt 𓆙
The sight of all that blood shattered him.
He dropped to his knees beside the girl, studying her empty eyes, her dry lips parted and motionless.
He realized at once that the one before him was Erdie.

"Where is Mine?" he asked, hoping he wouldn't have to hear what he feared.

"Mine... she is..." she murmured, as if under some kind of spell.

"Erdie, speak!" he urged, his voice trembling.

"She's dead..." she whispered, in a hollow voice that didn't sound like her own.

Hapy turned toward the water, gasping as though he had been punched in the gut, and saw that it was still red.
He screamed, breathless, clutching his head until his fingers dug into his flesh.

"A crocodile took her..." the girl added, before collapsing unconscious.

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⚜️Florence, High Renaissance.

In life, Daniele had been a young alchemist. In his notes, he called himself Shardan.
He had devoted his existence to the study of the philosopher's stone and the elixir of long life-until death made him a vampire, and love became his unattainable obsession.

But eternal life always comes at a price.
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🖇️ This is an English translation of my original Italian work titled Cristallo Grezzo, entirely created by me. Some nuances may differ from the original version due to adaptation for the English language.

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