Vampir an Bord
I was hoping my mother wouldn't make me wear it just to be polite to Great Aunt Mabel. The bracelet was big and awkward, made of a heavy wood that was dull red naturally. It was carved with giant faces painted in great detail. It looked positively grotesque — and very old. On the top was carved the face of a girl. She had a pale complexion and long, silvery-blond hair down over her shoulders. A scar marred her swan-like neck. There was something strange about her eyes besides the pale violet color, something in the lower corners. Her lips were blood red. Something pointed was pressing against her lower lip.
On the bottom of the bracelet was the face of a young man with curly dark hair down to his shoulders, big haunting dark eyes, and an even paler complexion. A broad red scar gashed his neck. There was something strange about his pale violent eyes, too, something in the lower corner that looked like the beginnings of another eyelid. Something too small to make out on the wood carving protruded from his mouth.
In the middle of the bracelet a pure ink black whale with bright red eyes stared out at me. His mouth was open. His tail slammed down against the gray, frothy waves that were even painted on the wooden carving.