Where Wild Things Roam
“Now that I’ve collected your dowry, we’re off on our eternal honeymoon. Aren’t you excited, baby? I totally am!”
Noticing her confused glances about her, the vampire continues his idiotic monologue. “What is it, my lovely? Oh! you’re wondering how I managed to get your dad. Well, I have to admit, it’s a bit dickish of me, but these—,” he gestures to the undead clogging up the plaza, “—they’re yours. Candlewood’s, I mean, their dead. See, it stood to reason that you’d set up barriers against your known enemies, but not against corrupted versions of yourselves. And even though these dead are acting under my command, they’re still your Candlewood pack. Pretty fucking clever if I do say so myse
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