House Of Possibilities

“Fahla, and yours is Bastian?”

He nodded, “For short. And no, I am not bound but choose to be here.”

“I didn’t ask and don’t care to be honest. It’s none of my business why a vampire would be chilling out with a pack of wolves. But let me ask you, what’s his name because he sure and the hell sucked at introductions.”

“Lasci, for short,” Bastian responded, watching Fahla throw herself to the ground and laugh with her paws in the air.

“Lassie, like the collie critter with Timmy?”

Bastian smiled, “Yes, exactly like that.”

After they both stopped mocking him, Fahla asked, “So if I show up at their door, what do you think the odds are I’d be digging my own grave?

Bastian thought for a moment and then answered, “As good as any, I believe.”

Fahla smiled and said, “Good, I could always use a workout.”

She darted into the woods suddenly, leaving Bastian there to shake his head in amusement before he turned into a mist that blended with the steamy fog coming up from the ground.

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