I died. For good. I am an Original vampire, and indestructible at that, but one thing, the ash from a white oak tree that my mother used to help -- make us like we were, can kill us.
( This, he tries not to make sound as heavy as he pours some vegetables on his plate and sets the bowl back down. )
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Date: 2020-02-14 06:33 am (UTC)( This, he tries not to make sound as heavy as he pours some vegetables on his plate and sets the bowl back down. )