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Created on: May 12, 2008 Last Updated: February 28, 2012
Lost in Sorrow
A very long time ago, I met the most exquisite and beautiful young woman. She had such fair skin, it seemed as though a light surrounded her. Her luxurious reddish - gold hair hung down to her waist and her eyes shined like two pools of pure sapphire. As our eyes met by the bonfire, I knew instantly that she had stolen my heart. We danced through the night, talking and laughing. An hour before sunrise, I took her hand in mine and led her to my place.
We slept all through the day, laying ever so comfortably in each other's arms. When the sun went down, she rose first, sighing softly as a mortal would and I opened my eyes. She smiled at me as I gently caressed her cheek and pulled her down so that I could place a kiss lightly upon her sensual lips.
"You know that I cannot stay here with you, my darling. The laws of our covens forbid it," she said sadly.
I sat up and stared into her eyes as she continued,"If I stay here with you Antoine, you would be put to death. I cannot allow that to happen. You are a lycan and I am a vampire. It could never work out between us."
Shaking my head, I took both of her hands in mine and placed them over my heart. "Can you feel that, Angelique? It beats for you and you alone. We will find a way for us to be together. I would rather die than live in this world knowing you, but unable to have you," I replied vehemently.
I had found true love and it was with someone who was a sworn enemy to my kind.
Angelique sighed softly and kissed me just as the door to our hideaway was kicked open I quickly sprang to my feet and pulled Angelique behind me, growling at those who dared to intrude upon my sanctuary. I shouted in rage as Angelique was pulled away from me.
Her coven wrapped a sheet around her and dragged her out as she screamed and clawed at the ones who held her tightly on her shoulders and waist.
Raising my head, I stared at Lunar as he stalked over. "Let me go so I can rip your throat out!" I growled at him. "Do not harm Angelique, Lunar. She has done nothing wrong! I am the one to blame here. Not her!"
Lunar stared at me solemnly as his guards held me back. "You and Angelique have broken the rules of both covens, Antoine. For doing so, both of you must pay the consequences. She shall be tied to a stake in the courtyard and burned by the sun while you will be chained to a wall in a dark basement, pure silver nails hammered into your flesh," Lunar said as he turned and headed to the door.
From a distance, I could hear
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