A castle with ivy creping up its side like snakes appeared from the never ending fog. Every once in a while you could see a white rose in contrast with the dark gray stones that made up the castle. It continued like this for a while. A forever background of fog and stones and ivy at the few clear enough spots where you see through it up and up it went until a burst of light made the fog a white color. The fog disappeared in a vapor and the sight was one to behold. The castle had towers that rose up through the fog with gentleness. The roses were in full bloom and on each tower was a window with no glass so that the breeze could flow into the rooms with out trouble. The windows were surrounded by the ivy and roses and made it look like a picture from a book. It was breathtaking, but one window stood out of the other three. All the ivy surrounding it was dead and there was a window closed with glass preventing the breeze from entering and a curtain to keep the gentle light from penetrating the dark domain. The fog was surrounding it, and the fog was dark like it wasn't in the bright sunlight but in the blackness of night. That must be where he lives, the tormentor of her dreams and the protector of her life. He was the one who soothed her tears of her first fall and held her when she went to sleep. He protects her. He is her dark night in shining armor…but what if he was too dark for her. She wasn't too light but compared to him she was a blinding beacon of sunlight at its brightest moments, but it wasn't his fault he was so dark. It was because of what he is. Because he was a Vampire.