What we Suck Besides Blood Part 1
I pulled myself from The Reverie. The last time I went into the sleep of ages our kind call The Reverie, it was between the Renaissance and the Victorian era. I had stayed awake more than a dozen decades until that business with the big wars.Now I did not know how long I’d been under, I knew only that I was weak, I was hungry, and oh by the night I was horny. I breathed in deep; it was smoggier than I remembered, and, on the edge of my perception, more filled with people. They’d been...
Supernatural