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Silently Watching on a Mother's Moon

Silently Watching on a Mother’s Moon

  Shaded from the May sunshine, the dark angel sat on the church roof under the shelter of a towering horse chestnut tree. It was mid-afternoon and the local schoolchildren were slowly and noisily making their way up the steep hill. The tantalising smell of their youthful blood was teasing her senses. She hadn’t fed for a week and forbidden young blood was a tempting thought. Watching the kids…

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Silently Watching on the Winter Solstice

The shortest day had been anything but, he thought, as he pulled the laces of his well-worn trainers tight. Work had been frustratingly busy with missing paperwork only adding to his misery. A manic two hours after work of ferrying kids to and from various Christmas parties had not improved his mood or his stress levels.  Despite the icy chill and the lateness of the hour, he needed out, needed…