When the day turns to dark, the darkness calls to me. It tells me its time to play. The night wants me to enjoy the darkness as well as its silence and loudness. I crave to play with the night, but it feels like something is holding me back. I just couldn't figure out what.
In the silent night as I lay wake in bed, I hear you. What do you want? You want me. Why do you want me? Because you belong to the immortal world. Sure, i'll come and join. And soon be free from the pain and suffering of cold reality.
I was walking one night through some woods. I could tell someone was following me but I kept walking. I started to hear a strange voice in the air, I looked back and found nothing. I went to turn around and a very elegant man was standing there. He asked if he could walk with me and I said to him, I don't see why not. So we walked and came to a gazebo and we sat down. He told me not to be afraid as he tilted my head back. I felt his warm breath on the base of my neck and soon felt a sharp pain. I had died that night and he gave me life. An immortal life from the immortal kiss.
