Crepsley - Flitting

We’d covered a lot of distance since that night in the cemetery. First we’d fled at top vampire speed, me on Mr. Crepsley’s back, invisible to human eyes, gliding across the land like a couple of high-speed ghosts. That’s called flitting. But flitting is tiring work, so after a couple of nights we began taking trains and buses.

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Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant, Chapter 3