Leesa's Advent
“His office is filled with books and old manuscripts. He read to me from one that was two hundred years old, written in Italian, no less. Supposedly by a female vampire.”
“What he told you fits with what I know about grafhym,” Rave said. “They're rare, and my people don't hunt them, so I'm no expert. But it sounds like your mother's story could be true. Whether the other stuff is real, I can't say. Maybe the sun does hurt her skin, maybe not.” He smiled. “I'm a little skeptical about the tomato juice, though.”
“Yeah, I know. That always seemed the silliest part of the whole weird thing.”
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