Epilogue - Raziel's Legacy
The sun rose over Nosgoth, but only to the south, where the clouds failed to blanket the sky it was visible in all it's splendour. There, in the desert wasteland that was the forgotten lands was a city, lying at the bottom of a deep chasm.
The city which had, until recently lay in ruins, now came to life as the rays of light spread through it, illuminating it in all it's glory.
The once dilapidated buildings, now stood proudly, rebuilt from stone and rare minerals stolen from the mines in the nearby mountains. From every building a red, silken banner, displaying the majestic Razielim crest, was hung, lightly blowing in the early morning breeze.
The suns rays filtered through the light curtains that hung in the window of the building, which had once belonged to a scavenger, filling the room with a intense glow. The result of which caused the sleeping figure inside to stir and inevitably awaken.
She blinked a few times, allowing her eyes to adjust to the brightness, before glancing over at the other bed in the room. Her maker was still sleeping. She could see his form, in bed, with his arms wrapped tightly around the vampire who shared it.
Raven smiled and moved to the window, looking over the city with her new, vampire eyes. She ran her tongue over her sharpened teeth, her new fangs and smiled as she took her place as the first born of the new clan.
'My clan shall live on, even if I do not.'
End