Hauntingly Beautiful Girls

"Heart's Treasure Immeasurable"

The pain did not change or lessen, but I lavished every attention on the child.

Her skin is not as dark as the soil, but it is a lovely earthy tone. She has a smile like Eurain's.

Holding her is an incredible type of bliss.

As I tremble, she says "Mawmy, you should warm yourself up."

'Mawmy'! She speaks and calls me 'Mawmy'. That keeps me in lovely euphoria for minutes.

She is nicely talkative and immensely huggable.

She tells me to let my brightness grow and bring inner warmth.

It is that intensity I had in the coffin. That fight against the blood hunger. My body does actually glow a little when I do it. The pains inside surrender.

I can stand, lift her up, carry her, spin her, and walk.

Holding her up and close; she touches my fangs and asks me why they are sharp.

"There is a bad sickness that is passed by biting. So, do not touch the pointy parts."

I bring my lips down fully over the fangs. She nods in agreement.

I walk happily for a good while.

Eventually, I just have to stop walking. I am a little dizzy.

I must not let myself fall while carrying this precious little gift.