Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Adaptation



“Daffydd, if you must stravage about the streets like some common vagabond, can you have the decency to come and go by the servants’ entrance?”

“Wow…where to begin, mum? First off, I go by Davey not that dumb-assed old Welsh moniker you saddled me with. Secondly, we’re in New bloody York. People don’t stravage here. We hang, we strut but we sure the freak don’t stravage. And, lastly, I climbed up the wall and in the bloody balcony doors. So, can you TRY to fit in just a little?”

It wasn’t easy being a new-aged vampire with an old-world mum. 

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