Abcynthia's Dark Realm

     I am Aurora, once a Seraphim beloved of God! Now I am so much more, for now, I am beloved of Hesperus. I cannot tell you how old I am, for what is a passing of a year to an eternity in Gods light?
I knew naught of earth, of the turning of the seasons, of the toils of mankind, until I was given a task by my God, and that was to go to earth, in human form, to warn the dauhgters of man against making a union with one of the fallen.
We Seraphim knew of the Nephelim, the offspring of such an illicit joining. They were abnominations in every way, and God could not allow their numbers to grow further.
     I felt truly blessed to be given such a charge and so set forth with my pride, and my naivety. I was unusually successful in my quest, and being in human form, and troubled by normal human of fiction my pride grew. One eve a man sought me out, and made me follow him, as he had many daughters in need of my course!
Of course I set off at once, my pride propelling me along every step of the way. He led me to a deep cave along the coast of the Mediterranean, as we ventured further the light grew very dim, until I had to stop and ask my guide how he could possibly see where it was we were going.
     He turned towards me, and in that instant moment my fate was sealed. His eyes reflected what little light remained strongly and my gaze was drawn inexorably to the large fangs that now protruded from his mouth. He was on me in a heartbeat, and I cried out to my God as his fangs tore through the tender flesh of my throat.
As he drank from me, my heart slowed and my eyes closed, and I prayed for a quick end, for mercy, for forgiveness and wondered if I would be allowed back into heaven. When I awoke I was still in the cave, and I wondered briefly if my God had forsaken me and sent me to hell instead, but it seems he had a crueler fate in mind.
     My attacker was a descendant of Cain, the first man who was cursed by God. He and all his were destined to dwell forever in darkness, never to see the light, to feed off whatever creatures they found within that darkness. Over time, their hunger led them to trick the unwery traveller within reach of their cave, and they feed off them…off humans…and thus became the first of the vampires that continue to stalk the earth even to this day.
Although in human form, the blood that sang my veins was Seraphim, and recognising this, my attacker had drained me to the very brink but facing his own diseased infected blood, down my throat and thus forever changed me, forever taking heaven from my reach.
     I grew accustomed as one does, to the darkness, but I would not feed from another human. I became a solitary, pitful creature, unable to die, and yet unable to satiate the thirst that was always with me.
Why did I not simply walk out into the sunlight? To take another life is a heimous…crime, to take your own, unforgiveable. Yes, I had found hell on earth, but it was still so much preferable to the real thing!
One day, a lone traveller entered my cave…purposefully, confidently, as if he actually expected to find me within, and I watched him carefully. Something long dead stirred within me at the approach of this man. I sensed within him a wickedness, but his eyes met mine with remorse. He stood staring at me, and me at him, for what seemed an eternity before he turned on his heel and went to leave.
     Before I knew it, I was going after him, my hand on his arm to stop his departure and turn him back to me.
I had not had any contact with anyone for years, and yet I found myself telling this stranger my story.
He listened without saying a word, and as I finished, he pulled me into his strong embrace, my lips on his throat, and commanded that I drink from him. I was so weak, and he smelt so good… I had sensed in this man so much that I needed, so much that I craved, that I gave in and sank my teeth into his throat. As his blood coursed through my veins I felt reborn, and I was instantly addicted!
     We have spent every moment since then together, living and loving in the shadows. He is the air that I breathe. The blood that nourishes me. My love, my light, my life. He is Hesperus, and he is mine!

What a beautiful story, o, Aurora, the Seraphim...!!-:)