Perhaps you once though that Vampires were destined to live on forever, to go through life at ease and the journeys that await them. Maybe you thought that Vampires were the very definition of a beautiful creation.
Ah yes, the pale, the lovely, the inhuman worth that is captured by pure beauty.
Those Vampires that makes any females heart desperately beat against the walls of her chest as she gazes at their impossible beauty. That ache in her heart as she longs for that Vampire's love and is pleasantly surprised when he offers it. Straight lust that courses through a dreamer's veins.
Vampires, the beautiful.
Then I guess humanity hasn't done its job. Humanity, lost in a whirlwind of fantasy ideas that were never true to begin with. That forbidden love that they yearn for so much.
Did you honestly think it would be that easy? Are Vampires really those beautiful, unsightly creatures that humans speak of?
Are Vampires even capable of that kind of love?
How about the ugliness? How about the torture? How about the misery?
How about the ache in her heart as he pulls it from its rightful place. The screams that echo in his ears as well as hers. That limp body that falls to the ground and hits the floor with a sickening crack.
He doesn't smile, he doesn't laugh, he doesn't really enjoy it either.
It's life, it's just what he knows to do. Vampire nature you could say.
Human aren't friends.
Humans aren't lovers.
It would take a miracle to change that nature and he knows very well- that miracles don't exist here.