Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. But of what use to wear it when there was no one of importance to see and admire? ‘For shame, Melusine,’ protested Lucy, as the butler bowed himself out of the room. ” Diane purred. She felt the softest touch caress her cheek, and a wave of tenderness engulfed Melusine. She did not bother with the backpack despite its due tomorrow status. “It is an annoyance, my friend,” she said, “not a tragedy. “I truly am a vampire, John.
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