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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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…My heart gave a strange lurch. I reached for it, my fingers brushing against the brittle pages. As I pulled it free, a single, crimson petal, impossibly preserved, fluttered from between the leaves and landed on my open palm. It was the color of dried blood, rich and velvety, and it pulsed with a faint, almost imperceptible warmth. It was a sign, I knew, a tangible link to him, a whisper from the past in the sterile present. That night, I lay awake in my narrow cot, the crimson petal clutched in my hand. Vlad’s presence was a