Lit by glass lanterns. They dance on the side of the mountain. Sad hearts dripping with loneliness and animal blood. Are they monsters swaying? Or are they cruised friends? Only time will tell if I join them with sharp teeth, a feast of the wild.
To me, there is no choice but to stop the demon with a human face; the man who used magic to kill.
To stop him, I must join with these new vampire dancers. Evil sometimes wins, but I hope not today as my eyelids flicker with the rhythm of the music.
