Dark Love

[brianc]

Dark Love

It is a night of ethereal pain, a song of sorrow,
wolves vent their cry. The immortal one
rises.

Evil shrouds her deathly form,
an everlasting agony.

Her raven hair cascades over
pale and delicate shoulders, and her
full red lips part slightly, to taste the
blood streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
her.

Now a night of new life,
I thirst.

This is our will.
This is the way of the vampire.

Regards,
Brian Crowell

[Drunk Mario]

Epic. These are really just like.. deathly? I don't know how to explain this..