His grin faded, and something close to a serious look spilled through his eyes, then it was gone, hidden behind another smile. Blood gleamed down the pale flesh, vampires raised fangs to the light, and humans clung to them, begging for more. THE ESSENTIAL ELLISONhe had fallen, an not quite.
If he comes up on any of your hit parades, I'll avoid him, and refuse to raise his ancestor. He was built more like a football player than a dancer. You look away, then I take the cross off, and we go on about our business, but it doesn't glow. Trouble was, I just didn't believe him.
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