The feel of a soul decides a lot of things.
What you seek?
What you fear?
And inevitably, how you will perish.
Immortals, the Blessed,
the cursed, gods of old,
and those forgotten.
None dared come close to the realm of vampires.
Those who robbed you
of your essence and blessings.
Those who took everything
and left nothing behind
but an empty husk behind.
Leave a like or comment if you enjoyed it (>_<)/
About Author
You must log in to post a comment.