The moonlight glow began to melt away the new for an enchanted, old, unknown world.

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The moonlight glow began to melt away the new for an enchanted, old, unknown world.
I am a vampire as my senses fed involuntarily on the world. I can't stop looking - the glow of the air, and deep lovely blue are a taste blazing with color.