He still had traces of blood on his lips when we kissed for the last time. The place where we were meeting once in a million years wasn't a castle but a forest. It was our own ancestral ritual. We were dancing naked in the moonlight, while they were sacrificing animals. After a while people started to trace us; and then the hunt began. They hardly accept anything that is not according to their beliefs. In their world, to be different means to be a menace. That is how they caught and killed him like some barbarians, with their spears and bullets made of silver.
Iulia Biro
The number of the house was the right one. Dr. Acula[1]; lawyer, was written on the mailbox. The door opened before she even got to knock. He is the best, her friend that sent her to him said, but not only does he peel the skin off of you due to how pricey he is, he also drinks your blood. Money won't be a problem, thought Ligia, as long as he will help her win the divorce process from her multibillion husband. Now they were talking for over an hour. Heat waves passed through her: the man was sexy as the original sin. Let us talk about fees, he said. Help me and I will give you anything, sighed Ligia.
[1]Here, the author did a wordplay on the name "Dracula". She took the "Dr" and put a dot after it, transforming it into the shortcut for "doctor" and made the rest, namely "acula", into a surname.
Marinela Trifan
She was grimacing, using all sorts of creams; nothing was helping her aesthetically. It was irreversible and above everything else, it was uncontrollable. She was flapping her cheeks, twisting her mouth to the left or to the right, and gnawing them fiercely; such an unsightly habit that you couldn't even look at her. It's from the head, a doctor told her, that's what you have to treat. Do some prayers, a meditation or something like that; it helps. Or go to the priest. This one's stupid, she muttered to herself, for what I have in my head, I should take a bite of him; otherwise, I'd rather consume myself.
(Translated by Ioana Bobeanu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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