Talk:Vampire/@comment-26380985-20170108224334/@comment-30895326-20170110185620

After his story, I thank him for the warning. As he turns to leave, I close the door and lean against it, chuckling at the irony.

"Who was that?" I look to see my beloved wife, who just happens to be a Vampire, holding our baby daughter, who is a Dhampire.

"Nothing. Just old family business," I say giving both my wife and daughter a kiss.

"We should get this little one fed, and then get myself a bite," my wife states handing our daughter to me. This is our usual morning routine: I feed our daughter her milk and my wife feeds on my blood. I'm sure my ancestors would be ashamed, but I wouldn't give this life up for anything.