The Vampire
Once upon a time, I wrote vampire fiction. That was a long, long time ago. There was beauty. There was love. And there was violence, in the taking of a mortal life to sustain another, an endless greed in that taking, however beautiful the words woven in the telling. Needless to say, I left that world behind. I was tired of existing in the darkness and felt a freedom in stepping away from those characters that had haunted me for so very long. This is an old story and one of my very favourites. It is very much unlike my previous works here. Still, it being Halloween, I hope you enjoy this look behind the vampire's kiss from her point of view. I should say, no silver-haired lovers were injured in the writing of this story. 😉 It is, in fact, based on another obsession altogether, from a time that no longer exists. Suggested songs: Love Son for a Vampire - Annie Lennox SC/sc