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Vampire King Apollyon
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Apollyon figured that the night had fallen as the stained glass windows faded just in time to reveal a wide terrace.
The sun started to set as its amber glow drained from the horizon.
The starlit sky settled like tiny diamonds cushioned in black velvet as the guests welcomed the lull of piano music, so full soulful emotion, followed by a beautiful aria sang by a Faerie.
Frowning, Aspen held the stem of the goblet and gently shook it in circles so that the aromatic herbs would settle at the bottom.
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