The Many Ramblings of K. A. Webb

Sitting in the coffee shop, they sipped their hot drinks, even though they couldn’t taste them, and readied themselves to tell the other the name they’d chosen. At least that was what the vampire who’d chosen the name Midna was doing. She had no idea if her sister was procrastinating because she hadn’t yet picked a name or if she was just drawing out the tension. They smiled at each other and that was when Midna knew. She tapped her fingers on the table impatiently, half wishing she’d ordered something to eat. For the first time in months she felt hungry for human food.

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Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.