Vampires and Vampire Hunters
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Great, he was drunk!
He stumbled out of the darkness, into the pale moonlight. He was, from what I could discern between the shadows covering his appearance, beautiful. He had thick, dark black hair which hung messily in his face and eyes the colour of gold which peered through his silky strands of hair. His sharp white fangs shone brilliantly in the light. He looked about eighteen, though, he could have been one hundred. Vampires aged up to a certain point and then they ceased to age entirely, preserving their youthful appearances for an eternity.
There was, however, something familiar about this vampire. I knew I’d seen him before. I just... Could not quite place him. The dim forest wasn’t