Here’s Day 2: Pupils
From Enduring The Flames.
[Vlad’s] pupils flashed like a cat’s eyes against the overhead lights, marking him as one of the undead, and I froze.
Not because of the flash — I had seen that many times before on others like him.
It was why they flashed.
Though he was a vampire, he wasn’t dead. Blood still flowed through his veins by the
force of his slow-beating heart. But his widening pupils, however infinitesimal it was, caused them to flash. And that told me something excited him.
Something about me.
© Sarah Doughty
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