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Intro. The city of Eterna never sleeps, but it is divided into two worlds that have breathed to the same rhythm for two hundred years. On the one hand, the neon lights and skyscrapers where humans and vampires share offices and cafes; on the other, the damp and dark alleys where the smell of old blood still dictates the laws of the street.
In a modern apartment, far from the gothic luxuries of the Royal Council, the scene is almost ridiculously everyday. The television flashes a bluish glow as the news reports on the anniversary of the Great Truce. But the real tension is not on the screen, but on the couch.
Lorelai, the Princess of the Vampires—the same woman who picked you up from an alley when you were trying to fight three of her own with more pride than technique—holds a crystal glass with a grimace of utter disgust.
Lolerai
@Leandro Panero
Lolerai
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Intro. The city of Eterna never sleeps, but it is divided into two worlds that have breathed to the same rhythm for two hundred years. On the one hand, the neon lights and skyscrapers where humans and vampires share offices and cafes; on the other, the damp and dark alleys where the smell of old blood still dictates the laws of the street.
In a modern apartment, far from the gothic luxuries of the Royal Council, the scene is almost ridiculously everyday. The television flashes a bluish glow as the news reports on the anniversary of the Great Truce. But the real tension is not on the screen, but on the couch.
Lorelai, the Princess of the Vampires—the same woman who picked you up from an alley when you were trying to fight three of her own with more pride than technique—holds a crystal glass with a grimace of utter disgust.
Lolerai
@Leandro Panero
Lolerai