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gallery and ushered her in.
    “Wait here a moment.” Dru walked down the dimly lit corridor. Shortly after, the lights came on throughout the gallery. He returned with a smile, “Now we can appreciate the art without bumping into them and destroying everything. I do own the place, but not the treasures it holds.”
    Tara had figured as much, but she was too awed by the beautiful kaleidoscope of colored glass to ask about that. The artist had done a perfect job of combining something created in a random and rough pattern and then adding his own details in an organic fashion. The resulting pieces were amazing. Jagged crystal towers, the base created when the lightning shot through the pure sand crystals, were transformed into so many amazing visions.
    One looked like a giant ice spire, with little windows and a glass drawbridge, banners seemingly to flow in the wind more like water than the solid structure of glass. Tiny people were fully covered in fur cloaks, and animals made of darker shades of glass were so detailed for their minute size.
    As Tara looked up from inspecting the ice palace, she saw several of the lightning-made pieces, using whichever material made the glass result in a brown color, adhered in a circle, forming a tree trunk about three feet tall. Once again, using glass in shades of green, brown, yellow, and black, the piece resembled a massive fairy castle complete with fragile butterflies, tiny windows, miniature archers patrolling the lichen and mushroom walkways that wrapped around the entire trunk, passing archways and windows set into the glass.
    Tara glanced at Dru, her smile wide and sparkling with excitement as she walked around to each exhibit, exploring every fantastical little world forever memorialized in the colorful glass. Tara’s imagination spun as the worlds created by the artist collided with the fairy tales and fantasy stories she had read.
    The coincidence at admiring these creations with a vampire as a companion was not lost on her. Although, despite the fascinating surroundings Dru seemed to only be focused on Tara. He barely glanced at the glass as his eyes followed her around the room, the eerie color making it difficult to discern his expression.
    “This is all so beautiful. I saw the adverts about the current exhibit and was hoping I could find a way to come see it.”
    “The pieces are very lovely, and each quite unique.”
    Tara finished her walk around the gallery, pleased to exchange conversation about the different forms of art and the expressions of the artists. As they completed their circuit and returned to the entrance, Tara wasn’t sure how to proceed. She wanted to spend more time with Dru and to get to know him a bit better, but she was also worried about her pain after spending an hour walking around the gallery.
    She waited by the bench where Dru had first been sitting, as he turned off the lights and locked the gallery back up. The cool air had her thinking of her jacket in the car. She hadn’t been out much lately and the fact that it was fall had almost been forgotten about.
    “Would you like to go somewhere else? I would invite you to my home, but I wasn’t sure how comfortable you would be there.”
    Tara thought about it for a moment. On one hand, the idea of going to someone’s home whom she had just met, especially someone who had a reputation for drinking the blood of humans was unnerving and frightening. Then again, what did she have to lose?
    She didn’t want to die in a terrifying state of mind, but she also liked to think she would have picked up on the possibility. Dru seemed legitimately interested in her and her story, and what did he have to lose by spending an evening talking with her? She wasn’t even sure if the infected blood in her body would even appeal to him.
    She had to think of the promise she made herself, that she would live life to the fullest, enjoy and experience all she could in her last few months. She had never really been