An island is always unto itself. Perfectly isolated even if there are neighbors, local culture left to flourish in ways that simply cannot happen in other places. Growing up, the castle was a little like an island, although without a truly unique ecosystem. (Save the bats.) It moved from place to place, always away from humanity, for security's sake.
The night grows short. Alucard clears his throat, as there's no true polite out at the moment. He has to invent one. Hands slip into pockets, eyes move beyond the hares, pointed in the direction of the graveyard.
"I do need to get going though, as enjoyable as this has been. I shall leave you to your associates here, assuming you still have more food to provide them."
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An island is always unto itself. Perfectly isolated even if there are neighbors, local culture left to flourish in ways that simply cannot happen in other places. Growing up, the castle was a little like an island, although without a truly unique ecosystem. (Save the bats.) It moved from place to place, always away from humanity, for security's sake.
The night grows short. Alucard clears his throat, as there's no true polite out at the moment. He has to invent one. Hands slip into pockets, eyes move beyond the hares, pointed in the direction of the graveyard.
"I do need to get going though, as enjoyable as this has been. I shall leave you to your associates here, assuming you still have more food to provide them."