Once a long time ago, there was Salina. She was a very sweet sensitive woman. She had a heart for every man that came her way. They all had so much love to give. When her home was being threatened by an army of demons, she had to flee. And this is Salina’s story. One that shall be passed throughout the ages, for this tale is of the most outrageous.

In the beginning Salina was free. The daughter of A man who was quite wealthy. The king of The angels, as the sacred tune rang true. She was to be united with a prince someday soon. Her destiny was to be betrothed to a man who’d fill the streets with crystal love. And the heavens would rejoice, as the kingdom ruled from above.

In their heavenly palace where the sweet harps played their fates. No strings would be cut for all was in the right place. Golden halos adorned upon each princess of the light. This was the place where the righteous could take flight.

The ghosts did dance, enchanted by her swaying dress. Salina was quite an enchantress. With the stars sparkling to her beautiful eyes, she never had to wear any sort of disguise. Her heart was pure, her heart was free. She had saved her soul and felt no agony. No painful tears shed in this glorious heavenly kingdom, where the knights wore shiny silver; they fell in love one by one with her.

By the moonlight fairies drank, and through their stupors they sang silly songs of magickal days. Days so long ago forgotten and the evil sorcerers who felt their urge to steal from mages and princesses in the Kingdom of Uriel. Purple wings fluttered in the nearby trees, no one noticed the fairy rings, as many swirled and twirled around, all was in silence behind the town.

Tonight the beggars wore their best to see if they could impress her. For in the realm of whispering trees was rumored to be some sort of test. What man would qualify to bring the darling princess all of her dreams? Who would suit the eyes of this virgin soon to be bride. What man would be royalty enough to provide the sweetest caress, to the Daughter of the Kingdom who wore a moonbeam dress?

Evenings came and passed, but she could not find the one. Then Princes broke her heart when she fell for their greedy love. Only to find that they were there for her prize, not for her smile or her sweet doe eyes. The men who came were unlike the ones she had loved at first. Those first romances that seemed to touch her body right, which made the sugar in her blood rise and her heart pump all night.




Three days had passed and she’d grown ill. And in fact the maiden was laying quite still when suddenly from the wind it brushed her hair, Salina woke up to a bitter scare. Something was watching from the windowpane, it was watching her intently for the three days she’d be crying. Poor Salina, stricken with love sickness and spite, as the curiosity took the better of her fright.

“Who goes there?” She calls out to the shadowy wind
And rushes to close the window but by then it is too late.
A muffled gasp and a hand grasps at her face, she’s pulled down the window and out through the stone gate.
Through the shadowy darkness they fly. Bewildered Salina begins to cry. Her wailing can be heard from far and low. Yet only the fairies can hear her moan.

Perplexed by this muse, a child wakes in a rush. He can hear the moaning maiden from afar in the brush. As the whistling wind ceases all is still and the shadowy figure devours her tender will.

“Please, do not harm me!” She cries out to the man, The man smiles wide exposing sharp jagged teethe. As she cries she feels herself growing cold. And he reaches out his hand and slaps her cheek so hard.
“Please, my dear, do not fear the vampire. I have taken you higher than any of the other suitors. You may choose to shun me in fear, but if you choose to deny my love than I will let you go right now.”

“What have you over all the rest? You have just slapped me across the face. I cannot love you bitter fool. Let me go home please, I am begging you!”

“Dear, don’t be afraid. I must deliver this warning. There will be a plague of demons that shall be visiting. If you do not take my hand and therefore escape death itself ashand in hand we’ll save your kingdom from this evil, then you shall succumb like all else to mortality and the darkness itself."

"If you must take me than devour me whole, take my virgin body and take my soul, for I am so tired of waiting diligently to fulfil this destined duty of mine. Take my remains and scatter these ashes. Let them forgive me, but I have reached madness."

"Hush, be quiet and be still. I am a vampire but I never kill. If you want me to take you I shall take you in the right way. We shall perform the ritual in the moonlight this hour. Take my hand, I shall lead you through this graveyard of bones to a place where we can be safe and alone."

So darkly he led her in through the black roses and vines, to where in the shade of the willow she was confined. His hand held her tightly to his hard chest, and she desperately willingly removed the silk of her dress. Exposing soft skin, pale and milky to his touch, he licked her and drank of her with his lust.

"The fairies know me well, they know I am no evil demon. I would never take the hand of such a pretty virgin. Would I touch you so softly, my swan, my dove, would a demon caress a princess with love?"

She trembled slightly in his eyes, meeting him with her own. She knew she was vulnerable in a graveyard all alone. And yes with a vampire, creature of the dark, spreading herself all over him, giving him her very heart.

His lips pressed lightly across her neck, and this is where she began to fear, as slowly his teethe began to pierce the flesh and her blood was sucked out of her veins into his own. He seemed to grow lighter as she felt heavy and drained, as he drank of her blood again and again.

Then at last the final bite, her skin felt oddly illuminated in the night. She rose up high with raven wings, he followed her into the blood red morning. Over the hills and through the sun, beside eachother their hearts still flew. Salina must return to the castle at noon and cover her sins with eyes of bright virtue.

When they reached the gables she fell down upon the earth, as cries from the sky shot out thunder bolts. He was nowhere for he'd disappeared and Salina could not tell the King she had already been wed. The stones seemed to speak as she stumbled through the gate, nothing consumed Salina but despair for her Kingdom's fate would soon be upon them all.

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