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A pale moon hung overhead in the evening, and it illuminated only a few parts of the town. Its light fell on empty streets that had been abandoned several hours ago. Every window was shut, every door barricaded with as much furniture as any one house could afford to spare. The inhabitants waited with bated breath, until the first sound of movement came.
Today, there was a distinct tension in the air. Not a single cricket could be heard for miles, and even the townsfolk could feel that something wasn’t right.
Up in the castle, Adaria watched the streets below with her eyes narrowed. She could feel the tension as well, and when she sighted the first vampire, the hair on the back of her neck stood on end.
She’d watched the movements for some time now, and she knew that they always
