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Authors: Justin Somper
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which it swiftly did. Then, as before, the vision took her on a journey back to the Nocturne.
This time, she was looking right into Sally's face. Then she realized that she was still seeing things from her mother's point of view; it was just that she was looking into a mirror. In its reflection, she saw Darcy, too! Grace smiled to herself as she watched Darcy fussing around with her mother's hair. She was putting it up, fastening the auburn tendrils with delicate combs. Her mother must be getting ready for a big night out. Only, Grace reflected, there were no nights out on the Nocturne. But there were nights in -- Sally must be getting ready for Feast Night.
Now she heard Darcy's voice at her mother's ear. "You look beautiful, Sally. He'll be so happy that you're his donor. Don't be nervous! It'll all be fine. "
She saw her mother's face in the mirror, attempting a confident smile. It was only natural that she should be nervous. This must be her first Feast, and although she was paired with Dexter, she didn't know him yet. Grace had no idea what Sally's life had been like before joining the ship, but it must have been a difficult journey to lead her to make the choice to become a donor.
Now Sally stood and smoothed the gown she was wearing, no doubt one procured from Darcy's bottomless closet. She looked very pretty, very innocent. She saw Darcy nod behind her. "Told you I'd make you look like a fairy-tale princess!"
The vision shifted, and Grace found she was downstairs in the long cabin where the Feast took place. She was still seeing things from her mother's perspective, as she sat between two other donors waiting for their vampire partners to arrive. In the background, she could hear the music that accompanied the Feast -- the strange, percussive music. And then the Vampirates began entering the room.
Grace watched them file in, eagerly awaiting her first sight of Dexter. This would be the final confirmation that her dad was indeed a Vampirate. In her previous visions, he had looked recognizably like the father she remembered, albeit younger and a little slimmer. She was filled with wonder at how he might look at the Feast, dressed up in his finery. Through Sally's eyes, she saw Lorcan enter the room, smile at her, and take his place opposite Shanti, who was sitting close by. Then she saw Sidorio enter, followed not far behind by the captain. The door closed behind them.
That was strange, thought Grace. Had she missed her dad's arrival? There was still a gaggle of Vampirates in the center of the room. Perhaps he was among those?
The gaggle began to disperse, and the seats filled up on the Vampirate side of the table, but still the place opposite Sally remained vacant.
She turned to glance along the table and found Shanti smiling and winking at her. Then, as she turned back, she saw that at last the chair opposite her had been filled. Her Vampirate partner had arrived.
Grace's heart was pounding as Sally's eyes traced up his shirt cuffs and jacket, past his shoulders, to his neck and, at last, his face. But though the face was indeed familiar, it was not the one she had expected or wanted to see.
The Vampirate grinned at her. "So, you're my new donor! Funny little thing, aren't you?"
Grace felt a cold chill spread through her body as, through Sally's eyes, she looked up into the unmistakable face of Sidorio.
9HOUSE OF CARDS
Another night. Another dead-end coastal town. Another beach.
The two women stood on the cliffs, looking out to sea. One wore a minidress and tall leather boots. The other was dressed in a tight bodice and figure-hugging leggings. They both had on very large, very dark sunglasses.
"Look," said the first. "I think our ship has come in." She pointed at a vast prison hulk that had just turned into the bay.
"Right on cue," said the other. "Shall we go and meet the boys?"
The two women watched from the shadows as the Vampirates made their way to shore. It was just the same as the previous
This time, she was looking right into Sally's face. Then she realized that she was still seeing things from her mother's point of view; it was just that she was looking into a mirror. In its reflection, she saw Darcy, too! Grace smiled to herself as she watched Darcy fussing around with her mother's hair. She was putting it up, fastening the auburn tendrils with delicate combs. Her mother must be getting ready for a big night out. Only, Grace reflected, there were no nights out on the Nocturne. But there were nights in -- Sally must be getting ready for Feast Night.
Now she heard Darcy's voice at her mother's ear. "You look beautiful, Sally. He'll be so happy that you're his donor. Don't be nervous! It'll all be fine. "
She saw her mother's face in the mirror, attempting a confident smile. It was only natural that she should be nervous. This must be her first Feast, and although she was paired with Dexter, she didn't know him yet. Grace had no idea what Sally's life had been like before joining the ship, but it must have been a difficult journey to lead her to make the choice to become a donor.
Now Sally stood and smoothed the gown she was wearing, no doubt one procured from Darcy's bottomless closet. She looked very pretty, very innocent. She saw Darcy nod behind her. "Told you I'd make you look like a fairy-tale princess!"
The vision shifted, and Grace found she was downstairs in the long cabin where the Feast took place. She was still seeing things from her mother's perspective, as she sat between two other donors waiting for their vampire partners to arrive. In the background, she could hear the music that accompanied the Feast -- the strange, percussive music. And then the Vampirates began entering the room.
Grace watched them file in, eagerly awaiting her first sight of Dexter. This would be the final confirmation that her dad was indeed a Vampirate. In her previous visions, he had looked recognizably like the father she remembered, albeit younger and a little slimmer. She was filled with wonder at how he might look at the Feast, dressed up in his finery. Through Sally's eyes, she saw Lorcan enter the room, smile at her, and take his place opposite Shanti, who was sitting close by. Then she saw Sidorio enter, followed not far behind by the captain. The door closed behind them.
That was strange, thought Grace. Had she missed her dad's arrival? There was still a gaggle of Vampirates in the center of the room. Perhaps he was among those?
The gaggle began to disperse, and the seats filled up on the Vampirate side of the table, but still the place opposite Sally remained vacant.
She turned to glance along the table and found Shanti smiling and winking at her. Then, as she turned back, she saw that at last the chair opposite her had been filled. Her Vampirate partner had arrived.
Grace's heart was pounding as Sally's eyes traced up his shirt cuffs and jacket, past his shoulders, to his neck and, at last, his face. But though the face was indeed familiar, it was not the one she had expected or wanted to see.
The Vampirate grinned at her. "So, you're my new donor! Funny little thing, aren't you?"
Grace felt a cold chill spread through her body as, through Sally's eyes, she looked up into the unmistakable face of Sidorio.
9HOUSE OF CARDS
Another night. Another dead-end coastal town. Another beach.
The two women stood on the cliffs, looking out to sea. One wore a minidress and tall leather boots. The other was dressed in a tight bodice and figure-hugging leggings. They both had on very large, very dark sunglasses.
"Look," said the first. "I think our ship has come in." She pointed at a vast prison hulk that had just turned into the bay.
"Right on cue," said the other. "Shall we go and meet the boys?"
The two women watched from the shadows as the Vampirates made their way to shore. It was just the same as the previous
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