I’d finally sold a piece of writing. Someone had voluntarily, as far as I am aware, handed over money to read what I had written. Sure, it’s only a dollar but it qualifies and makes me an official selling author. I contacted the customer straight away and said thanks.
I started using Gumroad today and I put one of my favourite short stories up for sale, along with the awesome cover art I had commissioned for it without even knowing if I would use it.
“No mere man can destroy the vampire.” Elder Catcher said, the one who smelt of sour milk. “This is why I have called you here today. Several weeks past, my son set forth to find someone more than mortal who would be willing to help us.”
It must be millennia since this task befell me. At least that is how I remember it. Oh, the memories do fade quickly now and I have nothing to replace them with save the change of the seasons. I cannot even remember who commanded me to guard this site or why.