Backdrop: city and moon. His teeth bore down, sharp ripping and rending the supple flesh. Eyes dark with primordial hunger. The red juices ran. The creature's lips twitched, and curled, and coveted. The fruit opened, spilling its seed. Wet dribbled down the foul creature's chin, and it nibbled greedily. He wrestled with his terrible jaw and tried muscling it whole into his maw. It was a tomato, and he was a squirrel. There was a vampire present too, but it was off somewhere else, doing something too graphic for the page.
Guys: for your consideration, a vampire story.
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