Two weeks before game
Who: Makayla and Cyrus Where: The Book Nook When: Two weeks before game starts What: Makayla meets a vampire
The soft hum of violins played throughout the bookstore, barely masking the light whisk of paper as it fluttered under the influence of the circulating desk fan. At sunset the bookstore had emptied, those either escaping the coming influence of night or out to welcome it. Makayla's long legs were propped up on the counter through the slit in her long skirt and she hummed absentmindedly to the music, Ovid's Metamorphoses in her hands.
The fan circulated over her once again, fluttering the wisps of dark hair along her neck and loosening a few additional tendrils from the hair clip. "His ghost flies downward to the Stygian shore, and knows the places it had seen before: among the shadows of the pious train he finds Eurydice and loves again...with pleasure views the beauteous phantom's charms, and clasps her in his unsubstantial arms..." Such a beautiful poem...May could never resist reading the classics aloud. Leaning back in her chair, she pulled the book into her lap with a sigh.