Pirates Versus Privates : Versus Vampires,1
"Oh, will you look at that! That piece of the chess board managed to escape."
"How annoying. Well, should we go look for it?"
no, I think this will be more fun. And who says we still can't play? I believe it's my turn."
Each and every book in the aging library had its own share of dust. When the castle had only one master, he had abandoned the books, finding no desire to read them in his strange loneliness. Now the master was going through them all, thumbing through them quickly and tossing the rejects over his shoulder. Every so often a whiff of dust would hit his nose, and he'd sneeze hard enough to be heard all over the castle. He could hear the laughter of ghosts at his sneezes, and although it was tempting to yell at them, there were more important matters at hand. The night was full, bright, and beautiful, with morning just a dream away and sixteen shelves of worthless books hadn't given him the answers he was seeking.
Number seventeen wasn't looking too pr