she writes to the moon because it's too dark

I peered around the darkness, trying to find my way. Nothing in my line of sight looked familiar. I put my hands on my hips, sighing. "I'm lost." I said to myself. "Great, that's perfect." I sighed again. I was talking to myself. A noise to my left brought me out of my mental tirade and I clung to a near by tree. Someone was getting closer. All I had was the element of surprise, and if it was a Upir I would need every second. The old ones are much stronger than I am.