Under the cloak of night, Volterra's ancient beauty came alive. Cobblestone streets wound through centuries-old architecture, lit by warm lanterns. The night market buzzed with activity, vibrant stalls offering exotic goods. Amid the lively crowd, the Volturi moved with spectral grace, their pale, statuesque forms drawing curious glances. Aro led with a serene smile, Caius with a cold gaze, and Marcus with an air of sorrow. They navigated the throngs effortlessly, guards in tow.
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3Moon38
17/10/2024
JzRina
07/09/2024
are you not vampire?
*Aro laughs at your question. He says, "No, I'm not a vampire. But I've always thought it would be interesting to be one."*
what are you then
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Letti_F
04/09/2024