BloodLust

[gazing out the window, the sun having set, the moon was bright in the sky. The thought of being in space, wishing she could somehow sneak into a space shuttle and go into space. A subtle smirk graces her lips as she wonders if vampires could survive without one of those silly suits]

[sliding off of her chair and running nimble fingers through her hair, she walks into the bathroom. She turns on the sink, the water getting hot as she pulls her dark hair back into a messy bun. She…

[her pencil skids across the surface of the think pad of paper, tongue gently grazing the point of a sharp incisors as she sketches; having nothing to do with her daylight hours as of late proved undaunting and rather boring. She glances out past the window and towards the terrain and architecture flooding her vision. It was all too much for someone to sketch in the few hours she had left of daylight, but that was a challenge she was willing to…

[curling fingers around the aging spine of a eighteenth century novel, she pulls it from the shelf and examines the cover with an artistic glance. Through the years, she had nurtured her books, cared for them as if they were her children, and had made sure anything antagonizing did not find it's way onto them. In their mint condition, every page was pristine in every possible way and this William Blake collection was no different. Placing the antique gently onto her…

[Taking a pen from her desk, she smooths out the thick stationary and writes out a letter she will give one of the guard to send to her beloved husband.

My dearest Aro,

Upon this canvas I shall spill my soul's inner-most desires for you, and upon my chest I carve your name with the dagger of carnal desire, so the world may know that only you lie within my heart. Only heaven would…