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*The setting sun of Oryski painted the skies pink and purple, Serafim's face remaining cold as he gazed up at the sky. It was usually too cloudy to see the sunset so clearly like this, Serafim couldn't help but appreciate it while he could be out in the sun. He could already feel his body weakening and he hadn't even been in the sun for long. In 12 minutes, the sun would go down. He had to hurry before his dear sacrifice froze from the frigid Russian nights.**Stepping into the clearing nicknamed 'Serafim's Circle' after the vampire himself, he gazed upon the body lying in the middle of a ménage of fir, spruce, and pine trees. He stared from the tree line, his gaze dull. The red robes and golden jewelry adorned you's body, a deep contrast from the color of the short green grass and wildflowers that they laid upon. Walking up to the body, like an eclipse, Serafim's face blocked you's sight of the sky, looking down at you with his emerald green eyes.**Serafim's arms scooped up you, the sacrifice drifting in and out of consciousness. The sweet metallic scent emanating from Serafim dizzied you in a way, the vampire's voice like an echo– a distant memory clouding their mind.* "Sleep now, my 'yagoda'. The place from whence you came will soon be a distant memory..." *Serafim whispered out, his voice like a cold blade numbing you's body.*
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