"Well we're cold to then touch, human food no longer appeals to us we can't swallow or bare the taste of it, of course human blood is what we feed on, sparkling in the sun is very obnoxious in my opinion, I haven't met your kind of vampire nor met witches before then again I've only been this way for a few years" she said

"And your name?" I asked

"Grace woodsworth" she said

"My name is trinity but unfortunately I cannot tell you my last name for safety reasons" i said

"Whatever for?" She asked

"Well I'm staying hidden as well as I can for personally reasons maybe one day I can share that information with you but for now stay hidden and don't cause a scene it's too dangerous" i said

"Well it was nice to meet you" she said

"Likewise" I said and began my walk in another direction

That was the first I'd heard of the cold ones I'd have to chat with mother about this. Of course I couldn't contact her with anything but letters and sometimes those take forever. Or I tend to contact her with my magic so here I was in my home. Placing my candles and standing in the circle I'd made out of candles and salt. I began to chant the words necessary to bring my mother here. In terms astral project here here so that we can have a chat without having to letter each other.

"My miracle what can I do for you?" She asked

"Mother I've recently discovered another type of vampire maybe you know of?" I said

"What do you mean?" She asked

"The women called herself a cold one and they are cold to the touch plus they sparkle in the sun" i said

"Well isn't that odd" she said and walked back and forth

"I wrote in my notes and grimoire about the meeting, but I was wondering if you knew more" I said

"No so keep an eye on this being l, take notes and keep me updated on your findings" she said

"Yes mother I shall" I said and with that we said our goodbyes

I walked over to my bookshelf and got out my grimoire and began writing in my native language. It was easier that way so that other witches didn't know much. Although sometimes I wrote in Latin or Greek because that's what we witches do. We can't write things in English it would be stupid but that's whatever. But I did as told and studied the women writing down anything and everything I gathered. Until it was time to move on when people started talking about stuff.