• There is no hope if you cross a vampress. Hope is lost. Crossing the sea, living love. Suffering is a part of life. Ghosts live near you , with you, with in you. Cross the line an cease death upon suffering. Love is you. Life is you. Live life well.

    Midnight holds many secrets. Moonlight, cold, haze, and even death beyond standing. Be wary of who you chose to love. They might turn on you.

    This is the story of, The Mistress of Darkness.

    Screaming, gasping for air of my own, killing my lungs. I was in a dream. A night mare if you might say. " Just hold in there Suzanne" I said to myself. The pure white snow fell in clumps of white paradise. Snowflakes are falling as if from nowhere. I was not alone. I stood there shivering, but not from the cold. From him... I new he was behind me ready to take me alive. He was the apprentice of the Mistress of Darkness.

    I will have more posted in my journal later.