PREFACE
This was a clash of morals like no other.
I could let him slip away from me. I could allow his soul to find peace, or non-existence, or whatever it was that awaited us after the final death.
Or, I could save him. But would my venom allow him to live again, or die again? It was risky, far too risky; I couldn't imagine the thought of causing him more pain than he'd already suffered…
But what if I could save him?
My eyesight caught the dark sparkle as it began to float into the night air, about to depart forever. And then I knew my choice.
I bent over his neck and ever so gently delved my teeth into his pale white skin.
