𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅, 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅.

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@grandeuropulence.bsky.social Hello my dear friend. It has been a while since I last saw you. You look as lovely as ever!

A mischievous grin formed on Aurora's face as she watched the chaos unfold. Seeing the discomfort some of these vampires held at the presence of her and @nosferaturege.bsky.social was a lovely little treat. She could've told them they had nothing to fear. But where was the fun in that?

*Aurora finds her way into a hospital where @lostimmortal.bsky.social works. She passes by some of the rooms with patients in them but goes directly to one that catches her eye. She walks into the room and leans over the patient tilting her head as she examines him with a smirk*

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆? 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅.