Silver Challis

November 13, 2013 · Filed under fiction, holidays, mystery, nostalgia, paranormal, prompts, Uncategorized, writing, youth · Tagged , , , , , , , ,

“Alas! She laughed as he swooped into the parlor like some minor royalty. “He has surely forgotten his station!” She turned her silver Challis toward he lips and drank of the blood within., no one noticing as she licked a stray drop from her lip. “Soon, he would be reminded,” she smiled.

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    myothervoices said,

    November 13, 2013 @ 1:44 am

    Creepy. Reminds me of Countess Bathory who used to bathe in virgin’s blood

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