By the Light of the Moon by CharleyCHEMICAL, literature
Literature
By the Light of the Moon
Damon looked out at the city streets, hearing the sounds of the night - Cars, sirens, screeching tyres - He gave a half smile to nothing in particular, topped up his glass with bourbon and sat down in the nearest chair. He twisted the glass in his hand, watching the glass patterns reflect onto the table.
He had so much on his mind and this was one way to be rid of the words his heart had produced into his head. He wanted to solve the puzzle, Who was the original vampire that he shared his bloodline with? Why couldn't he just go back in time and see for himself - Things were just getting too complicated an