Vincent the vampire

Vincent The Vampire The darkness breathed in the cavernous tomb. The walls of granite that formed their underground catacombs had served as a shelter and a symbol. They were carved with the ancient rites and laws that governed their species and glowed now as if alive through the inconstant flickering of a single torch blazing in the center of the central cavern. To those in the room, the darkness was not their cloak. It revealed …

…glorious. "Have you ever danced in the pale moonlight," Vincent whispered. "I like to try it sometime, my darling devil." Aeris answered as she supported him . Her blood still smudged his lips as they stood there. Vincent smiled and looked back to the ominous eastern sky. "Tomorrow night, my dear, we shall begin." Vincent breathed as he grabbed her hand and turned to the western horizon as they ran with all the their supernatural power.