I know what I’ve become. I can’t change it now. As I prowl through the forest,without making a sound. I thirst for what I shouldn't,but my change is a fact.I’m traveling through the darkness to find relief at a Mass. Although holiness burns, I can’t love again. I will travel this forest to attempt to make amends. I am a vampire, as pale as I am evil. Although I wish for this freedom, I have have reached the steeple. As I walk through the door,I find a saddened maiden, but I will leave her this night before I would make, the biggest mistake of her life. As I pray to the moonlight, a whisper appears. It’s the humble maiden, through her grief stricken tears. As I bowed down before her, she whispered in fear,“Are you my angel?” “No.” I teared. I embraced her through the night, although dawn was coming. I decided that an angel was worth becoming.
-I made it in the view of a male, so don't freak.-
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