She
months have apssed without a visit form my unnatural lover, and though the memory of her fades with each passing day, my tainted love for her grows darker by night. my life has changed so drastically since her first dark visit,and i have changed with it. my blood now runs as cold as hers, and my hunger is now as perverted as hers. all this no longer matters to me though. the dark has become as much my friend as it was hers.
as i lay in my self-made evil, sleeping away the day, which is dedicated to the living, i dream of the time when i once frolicked in the sun. but this time my dream differs. this time i will dream about the first tiem i met her, before the darkness held its deadly grip on either of us.
that day the sun rose and shone brightly, glaring off the fresh white snow. many of us were frolicking in its cold we wonderfulness when she walked into the game. the first time i laid eyes on her i was filled with fear, for i knew even then, that i loved her. so attracted was i that the thought of having to leave at the end of our game without her filled me with a cold dread.
her love was slower to bloom than mine, but i did not care. we would meet often, and laughingly, her love did bloom. we believed ourselves inseperable and talked of a future filled with sun and flowers. but the darkness lurked nearby.
after the snow melted, we had to find other ways to be together. but our love was strong enough to find a way. with the spring, came small abandoned animals needing our love and care. but many things bloomed and were born that spring. the darkness thrived in love and she began to change as the animals grew older.
she came to me, haltingly, telling me she had met someone she loved almost as much as she did me. but i believed in our love and could not care about this distant shadowy boy.
that night he came for her, scratching on her window. they acted out of lust, and the darkness took hold of her soul, confining her to the night, leaving me alone in the sun.
my sunlit world now scared her, hurt her, was forbidden to her. and her dark world fascinated me like the sun never could. the darkness knew that it could steal another soul and add to its preternatural armies. she knew this, and in a desperate attempt to protect me, her sunllit lover, she left me, disappeared into her black eternal night.
i awake with a start, my own red tears burning their path down my face as the night begins. soon will come my own hunger, as i live out the eternal gift of darkness.
Part 5