Absurd storytelling from the dark side.


In the commune of vampires, a nighttime bed story used to be recounted.

Naughty little vampires use to shiver with fear, wet their sheets and crawl under their coffins. As adolescents, the horrifying story drove them into sunlight.

Holly waters, crosses, metals and vegetables were mere fables. That story was a damnation for the undammed.

In the commune of evil, a story was told:

Misbehave little ones and be condemned to monthly blood cycle feed.


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