I am being a little repetitive in this post so please be bear with me.
Here is an excerpt from the story I am calling, Twilight Dance, tentatively.
The fresh cold air wrapped soothingly around Miri. After the closeness of people in the rave, she was glad to be out. Instead of riding with her friends, she decided to walk home. She couldn’t ignore the blood lust if she stayed in close proximity to mortals much longer. Miri waved at her friends as they sped by her.
That is all for now!