After fifty years of undeath, Col is still considered a young vampire. When his Mater and protector goes missing, Col finds himself courted by a dark malevolence that threatens to destroy everything he holds dear.
... let us follow him into the embrace of night...

Ensanguined

 Col awoke to a dark sky. There hung no clouds there, neither stars; only a singular object swirling in purple hues and exuding a dark fog that wafted over the heavens. Buildings, dark and heavy topped, swayed slowly to some unheard rhythm out of the corners of his eyes, their windows flickering randomly with light the color of ancient bone. He was lying flat on a crumbling road, his bare feet sharing the same massive pothole. Col groaned and sat up slowly. 


“No, not a dream,” came a fell voice from beside him. Col sat up quickly, or tried to, but the velvety robes he now wore became tangled and sent him flat onto his back. He raised his head and studied himself. Though he felt fully clothed and comfortable, he found that he was naked under the robe. 


Chapter 20