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</div>A thief in the night, as he were. He slid into my bedroom window, where I sat in my delicate negligee in a pale pink color. The lace was tickling my thighs as a I stood up slowly, unable to stop myself. This was how it always went.
I always walked into that embrace I should not trust. Those piercing crimson eyes always set my stomach to turning as I would feel the hands upon my skin. I could feel the strength he held back. There was little hesitation there as I would take a small tiny little breath before he would bite into my wrist.
Well, he had bitten my neck the very first time, but after words it was the wrist. You could hide your wrist from prying eyes. You could keep your secrets hidden from the world. I do not even know this manÂ’s name, nor where he comes from, yet every night he graces my room. He takes of me, and rewards me in amazing ways. We both win.
The next morning I wake, and go to school, or work, and then I all begins again. Until this day of change.
We all learn of the dark ages, of the crusades, of roman, Cleopatra, Columbus, King Henry, Â… we all learned our history in school. But when they told me the dark ages were coming again.. When this man in black told me I was no longer safe, I made a grave mistake. I laughed in this manÂ’s face and asked him if heÂ’d lost his mind. I asked him how much he took to drink. I made the dreaded mistake of making a mockery of his generous warning. This is why I sit here now. Instead of protected and hidden where he would have taken me that night.
I am bleeding, I can not move. My heart beak I know to be weakening. I will soon perish. What will become of this wondrous world?
Twenty five year old Naomi had no idea as she brushed back her bloody read hair from her face and coughed who lifted her. Her scent drew that stranger back. You were his food, and his lay. In vampire terms, you were easily labeled his mate . Not that this mattered as he lifted the dying little human girl into his arms. He even fed her. And bandaged her too, but otherwise, he left her to heal on her own. The stranger seemed to be struggling. SheÂ’d poked at the only Elder in all of Greenland. Darling little girl, do you have any idea of the world you living in?
