A Not So Happy Death
KarlOConnor

The un-dead don't always live forever. Sometimes an end is necessary so a future may continue. Death isn't only for the living ...

Atop of his castle high on the hills of Florence at the dusk of night Prince Lucio looked out at what stretched before him. His castles are many and are scattered wide and far though right here is where he finds peace to be most ... soothing. Being who he is, what he is, his eyes are capable of seeing further than the eyes of normal man and better again in dimmed light. Succumbing to the thoughts he could not help but have he speaks. 'My time is near ... they are coming. Is it here I must face my demons or do I retreat elsewhere?'

When it comes to those of a certain persuasion and to a liqueur which anyone with any regularity or normalcy would simply know as blood, the words thirst and lust can mean very different things. If you were to then bring those two words together in such a circumstance and in the world of the un-dead ... well, you could have the beginnings of the ingredients for something very deadly indeed ... as for the exact recipe? Keep on reading ... if you dare ...

The world is not what we know it to be ... it never has been.