
Golden leaves, mellow days, a relaxed time between the frenetic energy of summer and the cold and dark of winter
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I indulged myself in melancholy, never truly believing that it would enfold me in its cobwebbed arms. now, old and grouchy, I revel in the saprising springtimes of others, hoping to drain some of their life force. living up to my name
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Vlad was short for Vladislav, not Vladimir
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