In a land where vampires are remotely seen, travelling at least, came forth an immortal. His identity lies within his dark past, dating centuries old. Living a mortal's life in the urban, not knowing he's been given this gift.
Immortality. Charlie is Immortal.
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An excerpt from the blog:
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Charlie is Immortal
Charlie is Immortal
An excerpt from the blog:
Still sweating and wobbly, Charlie gasped for air. He opened his eyes and a blurry vision stood infront of him. He backed down, submitting to his weak knees as he refocus his eyes. He then gasped.
He gasped not in terror but in awe of beauty and amazement.
The man in his daydream reached out his hand to him in a white knitted sweater and plaid khaki shorts then said, "Come on Charlie, hold my hand."
Charlie hesitated but the voice, the eyes, the mouth, the angular face of the man seduced him. He held out his hand and the man hepled him up.
"There is so much I wanted to tell you." the man said in a most endearing way.
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Charlie is Immortal
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