Her long dark hair flowed elegantly as the cold winds blew through them. She stopped for a while as she fixed her emerald eyes in the darkness and then she continued to walk along the shady path. The moon was shadowed by the thick clouds and only the lamp she was holding gave her light. Her steps are got heavier as she passed through the brass gate of the ancient cemetery. The stench of the newly decaying corpses from the opened tombs filled the air. Each of the corpses had stakes struck in their heart. Those who were accused of being a vampire were held on that horrifying fate. She can still hear some of their faint gasp. She shivered but couldn’t look away.

“Such fate. I might face it too, soon.”

She continued to walk until she reached a grand mausoleum. The crown of freshly bloomed roses was placed on the door of the sepulcher indicating a new member of the family had just died and was buried there.

“This is where my beloved lays.” She gently spoke and the gentle winds blew her voice away.

She fixed the key onto the lock and pushed the heavy door open. As if by enchantment or any form of sorcery, the clouds disappeared and moon gave its light that flowed into the spacious room. In the middle of the room was a figure lying on the altar, covered in white sheets that glistened on the moonlight.

“Here I am, I came here for you, my love.”

She came closer and slightly removed the sheet that covered the body. It beheld a beautiful face, serene as if sleeping peacefully after a tragic death.

She gently ran her delicate fingers along his once sturdy chest and felt his still heart. Tears rolled into her eyes as she spoke.

“They had taken you away from me. You’re the only one I have left.”

She kissed his cold lips and whispered.

“I’m bringing you back.”

Crimson blood flowed as she cut her right wrist deep with a dagger, staining her silk gown.

“I will give everything I had, even my own life, my own eternity just to have you back.”

She fell down on her knees, her actions have drained the life away from her. She cupped her hand, now full of blood, and placed lightly it on her dead lover’s lips.

“Please drink, take my blood, drink it, breathe.”

Eyes getting heavier, she collapsed on the floor as the last of her life-giving blood spilled.

"Have I failed you, my love?"

As the black abyss of unconsciousness claimed her she felt a caring arm slid underneath her back. She tried to open her eyes and saw a familiar figure. She smiled at him.

“I will be, forever with you.”