Uncle Seth paced the large room that he used as a study because it opened up to the library behind him. His movements are graceful and purposeful. The indoor lights are so bright that they cast no shadows on the mocha-coloured walls, dancing across the rows of ancient tomes and arcane artefacts that filled the private study.
Yes, he had two studies- one downstairs on the main floor, in which he used with the purpose of human entertainment- and this one in the private wing of the third storey where he keeps everything that the humans would consider supernatural or mystical.
As a vampire with decades of experience, Seth’s senses were finely attuned to the subtle shifts in his surroundings and tonight, his focus was on something that had eluded him for far too long- the mysterious disapp
