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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 sank to the floor, my legs weak with relief. Vlad remained for a moment longer, his presence a silent reassurance. Then, as silently as he had appeared, he dissolved back into the shadows, leaving me with the lingering scent of pine and an echo of impossible protection. These were the years, from 1972 to 1975, when the walls of our home became both a prison and a battleground, and Vlad, my silent guardian, was the only one who truly saw the crimson petals of my pain.