Colorado-Vampire

One day, says the legend, in a field near the river Marta in Etruria, a strange event occurred. A divine being rose up from the newly ploughed furrow, a being with the appearance of a child, but with the wisdom of an old man. ~ Divination 2.50 ~ I departed the small insula at the first rising of light over the Equiline ridge. The Aventine district of Rome had awakened long before I roused from my drape over Vedric's sleeping hulk, making it seem the city is a seven-headed hydra with one eye open at all times. I left my lover to sleep. I watched him as I dressed. Vedric is not Roman born;  not even plebeian Roman born. His bloodline here in

One day, says the legend, in a field near the river Marta in Etruria, a strange event occurred. A divine being rose up from the newly ploughed furrow, a being with the appearance of a child, but with the wisdom of an old man. ~ Divination 2.50 ~ I departed the small insula at the first rising of light over the Equiline ridge. The Aventine district of Rome had awakened long before I roused from my drape over Vedric's sleeping hulk, making it seem the city is a seven-headed hydra with one eye open at all times. I left my lover to sleep. I watched him as I dressed. Vedric is not Roman born;  not even plebeian Roman born. His bloodline here in