Nightly Trauma

Vampire

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When the night was dark, no moon was there to light the village up. Materialized to sight the nightly vampires with their teeth ever so sharp.

The laughter of a child was no more, all that could be heard was the sound of crickets.

And the vampire stepped on wet green grass with the deer rushing away at the sight of his white face and red haunting eyes.

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Photo Courtesy: Jan Erik Waider

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