microfiction, fantasy horror, implied violence
There are no mirrors in my house.
Not because of the folk belief that vampires like me aren’t reflected in mirrors. On the contrary—it’s because we are reflected, just like everyone else, and to see our reflection is to remind us of our humanity, that we look just like our regrettably necessary victims.
We foster the folk belief out of self-preservation and shame.
Consider this a friendly, local pub. Make yourself at home, bring your friends, have a good time! Meet new people, have a laugh, enjoy the ambience, and the Oxford commas.