"A lot of deadly things are beautiful, like snakes, and sharks, and foolish humans admire them rather than fear them," Chantelle Moulin said, shaking her head. Five feet ten inches tall in her bare feet, the statuesque Undead traveler stood on the loft's balcony, looking at the City of Ottawa. The Canadian Capital, long rumored to be one of the most boring places in the universe, was growing rather fast. In the sixteen years since Chantelle moved there from the island of Haiti, the place had changed a lot.
With a Vampire's keen vision, Chantelle could see well into the night, even without the light from the glittering nearby buildings. From Booth Street to Lebreton Flats and downtown Ottawa proper, the city looked peaceful. After seven o'clock, Ottawa was usually dead as a doornail on a w
