A sugar ant was quivering its antennae, crawling quickly outward along the seams of the floor tiles made of nougats. While the candy house was still permeated with the sweet smells of yesteryears, the tiny insect still managed to detect the disharmony hidden beneath the sweetness, which prompted its hasty escape.
Intelligent and decisive, the young vampire silently concluded.
Standing behind his cousin, Matthew lowered his eyelids, concentrating his gaze on the button-sized, sparkling insect. Watching it crawl across the seams of nougat tiles, pass by mint candy flower pots, cross the threshold of the chocolate door, and eventually disappear into a pile of cream foam, he was filled with a satisfying sense of melancholy.
