There is no one who would not experience the black streak of fate, just as there is no one whom she left. I closed the book, once again inhaling its faint aroma and running my hand over the pages. The voice of my beloved sounded in my head for the hundredth time ... My name was Oribi Kamm Pyrr and my life changed dramatically in one day. Everything described has gone forever, forever drowning in the gray routine of life, and only I and he remained. Immortality did not bring joy, I languished with sadness, wringing my hands and tormented by memories, not knowing what to do with myself. All this gray monotonous life over the past couple of years has become so boring and tired, but it was useless to resist Sarro. I was his "hostage", a bird behind a pink lattice. The new life was not to my liking. More than once I persuaded Sarro to return, but he, having endured the loss of the Moon and Anzali, reacted even worse than me. So what is "eternal love" and what are its consequences.

Waves crash under the moonFalling apart every timeUnder the azure veilKnow that your hour will come! Life on Earth turned out to be not what Sarro imagined it to be. The thirst did not disappear, and it is not surprising that Lily, understanding his attitude towards her, resurrected the vampire in him again. Everything was pretty casual, and most importantly - calm. I could make my wings disappear again, which made people stop looking at them with square eyes of horror, while those who knew who I was simply tried to forget, convincing themselves of the implausibility of their own memories. Everything fell into place, but the girl's strange ability to write our destinies did not give Sarro peace. “Who is she, this Lily? And why does it remind me so much of my mother?” - he again went into himself, remembering the moon and his former life. The blood made him involuntarily remember all this ... New victims, turned into his kind, and lived without knowing the truth. One o

Fears are not accidental - they are our eyes to the future. Subconsciously, we knew that Sophie was the culprit, although we had no reason to say so. It’s just that she had a very bad character, and Sarro’s fears couldn’t have been far-fetched, could they? We were looking for her until dawn, but the girl, as if on purpose, closed all the locks and cut us off from communication. It pretty much pissed off each of us.- He doesn't take it again ... - Lily shook her head nervously, looking at the phone screen for the hundredth time, - What are we going to do?- And if it's not her? - I whispered, - If you and Sarro were mistaken ... everything can be? Lily gave a surprised look.Everything but THIS!-Give me 5 minutes! - exclaimed Sarro, - I had an idea ...*** After such a busy day and night, she could not think of anything but what had happened, and, after a long hesitation, she decided to take a desperate step - to describe what had happened. Sophie looked at the work s

Thoughts coming from the heart will sooner or later find their place in reality. How many different feelings overwhelmed her. The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. And not from uncertainty, as it seemed at first, but from fear, a boundless wave of horror covering her consciousness. They tore at her soul, making her think she was going crazy. Sophie suffered not the first hour, not the first day, and this brought unbearable suffering. “The stone should be with me, as it is a part of the soul ... it is my lucky ticket to the path of a rich life ...”*** We did not immediately understand what Sarro had done.- Locked! - Lily exclaimed indignantly, - Why does he always treat me like that? - resentment and, a little, misunderstanding shone in her eyes, - It’s good that today is not school ... I went to the door, pulled the handle.- Because of her ... - he whispered in a low voice, - Since then he has not been himself ... all because of this "eternal lo

And my life suddenly changedAnd a new dream cameWhen I got so close to deathAnd I just wanted to find you! I woke up in horror, the first moments without understanding where. Nobody around. Sweet silence and the ticking of the clock. The warmth of his own wings and hair fell on his body like a blanket. There was a fog in my head, dark stains gaped with bottomless lapses in memory. "What am I doing here? And why is there no one around? I rolled over on my stomach, I wanted to hide in the pillows and fall into thoughts again, when suddenly my gaze accidentally slid onto a cracked stone, and I remembered everything. At first, yesterday's events continued to seem like some strange unrealizable dream, but in fact ... "Where is Lee and ... Sarro ..." - tears came to my eyes again. Really, it happened? Consciousness refused to believe, but his last phrases, endlessly spinning in his ears, his voice and desperate cry sounded like an unceasing howl mixed with pain, similar to the cr