valarltd | Six sentence Sunday

The little vampire was a glutton and an inveterate meal cadger. She also had a tendency to be lonesome in the constant company of adults. The church would be an ideal place for her to sate all her desires, with blood and eternal playmates.

“I know you're awake,” Patience said never looking up from the tinkling game she played on the phone. “You're the only one breathing in the room. I know I can't turn you, but you taste so delicious that I think I'll keep you with me as food for my friends.”