Ветром коснуться б румянца ланит, Уст целовать твоих пьяный фарфор, Море в груди моей буйной шумит, Волны уносят мой дух на Босфор.
Do you want to listen to a fairy-tale about love, eternity and dreams that come true? Listen, my enchanted wayfarer with soul full of fire and ice, my reader with eyes of a child. Once upon a time one ordinary girl, who always believed in magic since childhood, went on a long journey in the lands of mystical and charming Transylvania. Lost in the woods, in the sadness of her heart she found herself at the foot of a cliff where a beautiful wordless castle watched in the skies. Climbing on a cliff, she knocked on the door but none opened it for her. She was ready to go away but suddenly the door opened itself with a long creak, inviting her to come in. This castle was so beautiful, so ancient, so medieval! It was almost golden. Statues of saints garnished long spacious hall and everything there told about the wealth, the glory and ancient battles of good and evil. When she turned around she saw a man. That man who came to her dreams fifteen years. The man who always told her tales about Romania and vampires in these dreams. The man who inspired her to be here today. He was unbelievable handsome and a little dangerous. He looked like an ancient God. «Welcome back home» - he said and then she saw for an instant sharp fangs in the darkness just before the world finished to exist... She's awaked a few hours later. She felt that her heart no more beats and her blood no more runs. Soon she will know that thirst she felt that moment was craving for blood. Since that moment she became the immortal beast of the Night. Night that will reign till the end of times. She'll remain in this castle with her Lord of Darkness for centuries. And bards will sing songs about the Knight of the Undead and his Bloody Queen forever.
