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Crimson Petals: Vlad the Impaler's Gentle Echoes
This book is written by Someone who has been protected and visited by Vlad the Impaler since age 2. I am that Someone. My name is Amy called Emmy by My immigrant GrandFather or Katha by My older immigrant relatives. What I write is the…
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…I closed my eyes, seeking the familiar, the only comfort I’d ever known. A whisper, cool and ancient, brushed against my ear, a phantom touch that chased away the chill of the present. Vlad. He was here, a silent sentinel in the storm of my life. His presence was a promise, a steadfast anchor in the turbulent waters of my existence. He had always been there, a guardian unseen, a shadow of protection woven into the fabric of my being since those tender years. He was my constant, my silent vow, the echo of a love that transcended time and space. He was the crimson petals blooming in the desolate landscape of my soul.