Proud Father V0 13 0 Easter Westy May 2026

He bowed in a courtly way as he replied, “I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome, Mr. Harker, to my house. Come in, the night air is chill, and you must need to eat and rest.”
Gothic crypt with openned coffin

Proud Father V0 13 0 Easter Westy May 2026

If you’d like, I can expand this into a short story, a lyrical essay, or a micro-poem series inspired by the same themes. Which format would you prefer?