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"Victoria! Victoria!" Barnabas screams from a distance, while frantically trying to run toward her. He finally gets a hold of her and turns her around trying to dawn her out of the spell. "Victoria listen to me, I can help you...out of this curse...let me help you!" with a tone of desperation in his voice. Running out of Idea's he turns around in frustration. After a few moments of silent frustration, he hears the sound of Victoria's voice and he turns around.
"You can't..." Victoria says before falling and plummeting over the edge of widows hill. "Victoria!" Barnabas gets out before catching the last glimpse of her hair fluttering over the edge. Before a thought races through his head, he pushes one foot after the other trying to get some push off of the muddy ground; He stumbles to the edge and jumps after her in a desperation to save her. In the midst of falling, time seems to slow, as his dead heart seems to flicker alive in the time that it takes to catch up to her. Barnabas is barely and inch away from truly getting a grip on her, but all he can get a hold of is the edge of her skirt. Grabbing the edge of her skirt, Barnabas pulls Victoria towards him. And as he does, he finds her neck, bares it, and within those matter of seconds her manages to sink his fangs in long enough, so that hope may come to the rescue, so that when she does come plummeting to the razor rocks at the bottom, it will not crush her pretious body.
Soon enough, they both come plummeting down to the suicide stained rocks at the bottom. For a few quick moments it is dead silent, as though the waves have stopped clashing. But, not long after, Barnabas is the first one to move a muscle and with no effort at all, he is over to Victoria desperately brushing the hair away from her face, to check for any sign at all. "My sweet, sweet Victoria..." Says Barnabas as he begins to lose hope, but not by the time he hears the sweet sound of his name "Barnabas..." He looks down and grasps the hand that is laying across his chest. "Victoria..." He gazes into her eyes and looks her over, for that they now resemble one another. In this time they can live in eternity with each other.
To be continued....
"You can't..." Victoria says before falling and plummeting over the edge of widows hill. "Victoria!" Barnabas gets out before catching the last glimpse of her hair fluttering over the edge. Before a thought races through his head, he pushes one foot after the other trying to get some push off of the muddy ground; He stumbles to the edge and jumps after her in a desperation to save her. In the midst of falling, time seems to slow, as his dead heart seems to flicker alive in the time that it takes to catch up to her. Barnabas is barely and inch away from truly getting a grip on her, but all he can get a hold of is the edge of her skirt. Grabbing the edge of her skirt, Barnabas pulls Victoria towards him. And as he does, he finds her neck, bares it, and within those matter of seconds her manages to sink his fangs in long enough, so that hope may come to the rescue, so that when she does come plummeting to the razor rocks at the bottom, it will not crush her pretious body.
Soon enough, they both come plummeting down to the suicide stained rocks at the bottom. For a few quick moments it is dead silent, as though the waves have stopped clashing. But, not long after, Barnabas is the first one to move a muscle and with no effort at all, he is over to Victoria desperately brushing the hair away from her face, to check for any sign at all. "My sweet, sweet Victoria..." Says Barnabas as he begins to lose hope, but not by the time he hears the sweet sound of his name "Barnabas..." He looks down and grasps the hand that is laying across his chest. "Victoria..." He gazes into her eyes and looks her over, for that they now resemble one another. In this time they can live in eternity with each other.
To be continued....
Forever Eternal
Preface
Why? Why do people come into your life and then leave just out of the blue. Really, that is one of the things I do not understand. They will make your life for the shortest of times a true and real fairytale...and then they just get up and go.
I loved him like no one else. I swore it was meant to be, well up to that day I had thought so. They always have and seem to become such a major part of our life. True love is the one wish i think we all want to come true. Sometimes it does and sometimes it doesn't. It just takes a different amount of time for everyone. Thats why it is not my favorite thing.
My name is Elizabeth Kane
faces lost in time
"r..r..right." I struggled to say. Why was this so hard if it hadn't been before, but as i always end up reminding myself how long it took me to learn the English language in the first place. "r..r..igh..t." I said as I quietly practiced to myself. "Just learning, are you?" Came a voice from behind. " I mean I've seen you here before..." He said before I could turn around and look at him. When I turned around I just sat there staring at him like a complete idiot. An awkward moment passed and then i heard his voice again. "Are you a patient here?.... I mean, well, you must be since i see you here about every day." He said carefully.
preciouse moments
as you stand there he touches your hand slowly moving up your arm and draws you in to a hug. do we really know how presciouse these moments are. because you never know you may not have that in the future
Everliving
yes! you remember! the feeling of his fangs piercing the skin of your neck... the ecstatic pain as your blood pushed past his lips, and caused his heart to start beating again. when your vision had dimmed, and the world was reduced to his face smiling over you... that was when you first experienced the iron hunger a furnace flared to life in the pit of your stomach, the filter on your vision snaped off, and suddenly the world was pulsing around you. you look quickly around you to find something to grab ahold of as you lose you balance and fall hitting you head on a near by table. when you awaken, your in a room filled with red velvet hangi
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