Excerpt Vampire Orphanage copyright 2017 by Patricia Mattern and Tell-Tale Publishing
“She expected that the closer it got she would be able to make out features. But instead, the swirling darkness it was made of seemed to expand sideways until it was wrapped around her. The darkness had a texture like cotton wool. It smelled of damp earth and decaying leaves and it also had a voice. “Come my forgotten child,” it said in a voice that seemed to have as many layers as the sounds of rustling leaves being tossed by the wind,”Come to me now and join me in eternity.”
