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A Chapter by Rachel
Let me say that again. I tripped…over a vampire.
The despicable creature attacked me, apparently thinking I was a human. I took it(him?) b..
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A Chapter by Rachel
My unwilling night-stalker and I were currently sitting in a strip club. Yes, I did say a strip club. We were waiting to talk to his maker, who, fra..
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A Chapter by Rachel
As I boarded yet another plane, I thought of home, and about how lonely Thrasher must be. I shook my head and sat down in my seat, noticing that, in..
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A Chapter by Rachel
I had walked quite a ways before I realized that I didn’t know where I was going. I knew that there were vampires here, but I didn’t have..
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A Chapter by Rachel
I was flying into the edges of Roma when I remembered that I had driven here, not flown. I shook my feathered head and tilted a little towards the g..
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A Chapter by Rachel
I was already awake as the sun rose behind me. I was walking to the hotel in which my secretary was staying, a place called The Inn at the Roman For..
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A Chapter by Rachel
By the time we reached the airport, there was a crowd about a mile wide. Teenagers, grown women, grown men, all of them following our walk and snapp..
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I was doing some laundry when I noticed with a cry,
My, oh my, dear sock, where might your mate be!
It looked me in the eye and told me straight,
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a poem about a well traveled muffin
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An ode to books, forever may they live
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