Monday, 20 June 2016

The Dead London Chronicles

Over at The Dead London Chronicles, our free Gothic tale continues…

Snow in summer, Daniel Miller reflected as the carriage traveled on, was about the measure of things tonight. Snow in summer, a dandy vampire who took so long to dress that they were late for the devil's house party, a blood drinking child who clearly hated everyone except that dandy playwright, a poodle with boundless barks... If not for the stunning woman with the flame red hair on his arm, he might well be tempted to abandon the trip and walk back to London. Yet the playwright was good company, the dog sweet enough and even the girl oddly amusing, so perhaps things weren't so bad. 

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