Vampire: Romanian Short

A Story by Abishai100

Vampire portrait of adventurous-IQ yielding a shadowy expression of dangerous secrets requiring keep for a simplified escape from the mouth of jagged eeriness.

Vampire tale. Thanks for reading,

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AMLAN: We're to Transylvania for this exchange of sciences for vampire-IQ.

MARCUS: Good read, and we've been co-scholars of vampire anthropology?

AMLAN: We dart for a Romanian imagery concerning ladies of Hell (blood).

MARCUS: This 'examination' for vampire-femme study is good for cyber-chat.

AMLAN: We'll still keep (any) form for disclosures of Hell a good dark secret!

MARCUS: Facebook-like.

Amlan and Marcus enjoyed their last wonderful Earth world supper in the West (American Homeland) before hopping onto their Tarom-plane for a Romanian scholarship, for vampirism local environment 'examination' jardinieres. Amlan mused how their juicy meat for their final supper would make 'mark' for some capitalism race 'IQ' concerning those pesky incomplete-arts of infusing life with alternative metaphysics 'jitters' for the Ego (sure).

They met a very strange woman of weirdness, adorned in a wood-twig crown of thorns in Transylvania, who invited the two gents/scholars into her suite and proceeded (ravenously) to unfurl her true-IQ as a walker Earth dominion vampire, a blood-sucker immortal of all that was mysterious or dark (wow).

WOMAN: Won't you try my homemade kitchen wine from Hell?
AMLAN/MARCUS: You're a real vampire, a woman of immortality!
WOMAN: You come to me unarmed it seemed, but Amlan's got Holy Water?
AMLAN/MARCUS: We seek escape from this dark suite of only danger(s), lady!
WOMAN: Splash me with your weapon of spirits or flee from sight for pardon.
AMLAN/MARCUS: We may take the alternate route if only for humility, siren.
WOMAN: Good...farewell...Facebook-like.
AMLAN/MARCUS: We keep this bad-adventure a simple secret (Selfie-like).
WOMAN: Cool.