A reimagining of Dracula's voyage to England, filled with Gothic imagery and queer desire.
It's an ordinary assignment, nothing more.
The cargo? Fifty boxes filled with Transylvanian soil.
The route? From Varna to Whitby.
The Demeter has made many trips like this.
The captain has handled dozens of crews.
He dreams familiar dreams: to taste the salt on the skin of his men, to run his hands across their chests.
He longs for the warmth of a lover he cannot have, fan.
| Dreams | To taste the salt on the skin of his men to run his hands across their chests |
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