THE SUN OF A VAMPIRE

"You have cursed yourself for this love, princess of Vahejul.

I found myself kneeling on a huge stone slab, imprisoned in a dark and cold world, totally powerless in front of the powerful shot nimbled with blinding light bursting from the black bodies of my enemies. And heading towards me at a frightening speed, I lived these unreal moments as the last burden of my life. And yet, finally accepting that I had lost him and realizing this end, he came back to life to save me. I knew at that moment that never again would I have to worry or forget, for my heart had finally achieved what it most desired, forever.

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What is love?

There was a time when I asked myself that question every day. And as far back as my memory goes, whether in naive childhood or in rebellious adolescence, I had imagined it as it should be, as every extraordinary tale and story told and lived by others, dazzling the soul, should be. A dream, a breath, a feeling of a blinding and marvelous brightness. The mystery of life itself. What a fantasy and naivety to have imagined it only like that. There was only innocence and light in that blessed time. And then one day, one inexorable and real day I met him, and everything had to change.

The most terrible thing was without a doubt, the price I understood I had to pay to be able to live it. And so I realized that it was the reason that made this feeling the cause of the greatest tragedies in the world.

For me, who was also destined to know it, it was a heartbreak and an endless upheaval.

One day I had met on my way a lonely and terrible being, whose duty was to save a whole world, and this, clearly in spite of himself. Even if it was only for this act, he succeeded in possessing my one and only heart forever, and dragged me mercilessly into the depth and breadth of his fury.

Afraid of the strength and unpredictable nature of this person that everything condemned, I was wrong to have tried to push him away, even if it was with immense despair.