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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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…And then, as his hand began to rise, a cold wind swept through the house, a wind that carried the scent of pine and something ancient, something powerful. The Colonel faltered, his eyes wide with a fear that had nothing to do with me. He blinked, shook his head as if waking from a dream, and stumbled away, muttering incoherently. I stood there, trembling, the phantom touch of Vlad’s presence a tangible warmth against the lingering chill. He had shielded me, as he always did, with a power that transcended the physical realm. He was my silent guardian, my unwavering ally in a world that seemed determined to break me.