He’d been bitten and turned in the 1870s, long before Stoker’s torrid little novel.
He’d met the man, and remembered him as passably handsome, but not nearly as charming or clever as he supposed himself. Now the dead mortal got all the credit and he was left a pop culture cliché. It infuriated him.
The worst part was, he wanted to change. The world had progressed, but he could not. It was full of wondrous things he’d never understand.
His death had trapped him like a fly in amber. Now, he would never be anything more than a Victorian Vampire.

“Vampire Duck” by ToobyDoo is licensed under CC BY 2.0.

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