Weird Tales #325. Thomas Ligotti

had to be the marriage of the marks affecting me, but that night I think he could have asked me anything, anything, and I wasn’t sure I’d say no.

      There is no fear, no dread, no darkness, no horror. These are, indeed, safe and sanitized romantic figures, as far from the original dark visions of vampires as you can get. Somehow, I can just picture Anita and Varney in a room, she with a startled look on her face, whispering, “Help help help help!” as a true creature of darkness begins to feed.