Author’s Note: This is the third episode of two series, Vampyre and Barmaids. “Why can’t I be over there making them laugh?” Carlo asked and sipped his ale. “I’m funny.” “Yeah, you really are,” Steve agreed. “Not funny weird, funny ha ha.” Carlo tugged at his beard lightly. “I’m just as normal as the next bloke.” A glance down. “Your fly is …
Author’s note: this is part two of Vampyre. She stood shivering at the door, a silhouette in the light from street lamps, and little more. Fall had fallen upon the land like a lion with the first dusting of snow already down. On the street outside, people hustled past in a rush through their own white breath to get home …
The rain and wind rattled the window with its want to gain access. Outside it pounded the streets, the grass, the cars and even the few souls trying to get somewhere through it. Lightning provided a rapid and violent light show that brought thunder’s applause constantly and often…the only light, it seemed, as the storm had taken the power already …