Literature
The Reluctant Vampire Slayer
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The mayor of Mountark had a vampire skull on a table in his parlor. The top fangs, missing the cradle of the mandible, propped it up so that the underside could be seen in the polished surface of the wood. The delicate edges of the nose and cheekbones were chipped, and deep grooves scratched the surface at various angles.
Adullan Pickman had been unable to tear his gaze from it for more than a few moments at a time while they settled in. His large, pale brown eyes shone with boyish wonder. After the customary small talk he put his tea aside and held out his hand. “May I see it, Mr. Montgomery?”
Montgom