Vlad - Blood and Dust

-This story is a literary adaptation of an original screenplay written by me; it preserves its cinematic essence while reshaping it into a format more suitable for reading.-

He was a prince.
A feared warrior - a man who loved with the same ferocity with which he fought.

When war took his bride from him, Vlad of Wallachia cursed God and himself, shattering the altar upon which he had sworn eternal love.
Then he chose death... or so he believed.

Centuries later, time itself opens like a wound.
Vlad awakens in the crypt of his castle, beside the remains of the woman he loved - and the child who never drew breath.
Only blood seems able to fill the void that loss has carved within him.

And yet, in a place and an age no longer his own, a scent calls to him.
A face.
A soul he cannot forget.

For Vlad, not even eternity is long enough to forget her.

And tell me... would you follow him into the dark?