Lovers of the Eternal Night

One dark night of prophecies I looked at the broken mirror and let the ancient voice inside of me speak. It was the voice of a vampire’s heart and it spoke of a romance lost in time:

"And wilt thou leave me thus?
    Say nay! say nay!"

I did not leave him. He came to me lusting after my blood, flirting with my mortal life. I could see his eyes shadowed with a thirst that comes not with simple love but one cursed with the destiny of vampires. And how could I deny him? It was a choice between a life deprived of passion, of his presence, and an immortal one devoted to night, to him. Did I fear? Yes. But not what he had become, not what I would become very soon. Only the pain that comes with the transition, the sharp teeth plunging into my skin, sipping my essence. I started running like the prey I was and he chased me like a predator through forest and glen. I run under the moon’s eerie glow but eventually I did not want to escape. I longed within me for the freedom that my spilt crimson ribbon would bring. I run, I hid, I wandered, I raged in his kingdom of shadows, the one that he had promised to me shall I become his lover, and he was one step behind me, not running but floating above the ground. At last I stopped and he stopped and the world stopped waiting for my condescending. He pleaded no more but gazed deeply into my eyes searching for my soul, the soul that would shrink and die if I forsaked him. I gazed back, green emeralds meeting the abyss, a darkness so sweet, so tempting. A step forward over the leaves that crushed and I had surrendered. I offered my hand expecting not a kiss but a bite. In a moment his teeth were embracing the blood of my veins and I had kneeled like a ship before a wolf. Such loathsome pain he brought, such pleasure I gave instead to his hunger. And then I felt it, the pain spread from my hand to my heart, to my very depths. I was transforming into a creature of the night leaving behind every piece of my humanity, exchanging it with  the shadows that crawled under my skin. When I opened my eyes I did not see a mortal world but rather one enhanced with an otherwordly aura. I was the night and the night was me. I spread my arms and touched an immortality more Divine than God himself. And with this awareness came a thirst so deep that I believe it mirrored upon my soul. “Blood” I thought and turned to him like seeing him for the first time after centuries of separation. He was leaning against a tree looking at me with a sudden admiration, an emotion that could not be spoken with words that humans use. The dawn was dangerously breaking shedding its faint light on his eyes so blue yet so hauntingly dark.

I did not leave him. How could I after he offered me the freedom men were fighting for since Creation? I could feel it, I was free, free beyond understanding bound only to him and to the blood shared between us. People always thought us cursed, handicaped for we cannot breath under the sun’s light but I had always thought us blessed flying between the stars, grasping a freedom that does not exist even in their dreams. I could not see myself but I knew that I was like a wraith, moonlight on my pale cheekbones, wild gale through my hair, sharp teeth behind my lips. I had the power to hide “forever” in my palm and kiss “eternal” till there was no time or space. Just then he floated next to me taking me out of the reverie of my new existence and kissed me. He kissed me again and again biding the night goodbye until there was no breath left, no part of me he had not explored, until the word love was not enough and had no real meaning. He cloaked me in a dark embrace embroidered with passion until night came again, and again and again.

The voice hushed sometime broken with pain. It did not reveal to me why they do not dwell in eternity till now. I did not learn what happened but when I looked into the mirror I saw the same haunting emerald eyes she had spoken of. I sniffed the strong smell of blood , kissed “eternal” a few million times and a moment later it was gone. She had left me.