BLIND

WHO IS SHE?

All of the work on the island was left to Laurent.

      Leander had already done to sell the stones to the merchants, with the idea that with the first sale, he would be able to buy a small boat to travel bu sea to the island so that he wouldn't get wet from head to toe every time he visited a new village. Otherwise, people would think he was sick in mind.

On the island, Leander began to demolish all that could be destroyed bu his force. He set fire to what he could; he thought, "the sooner, the better. "

He imagined the houses that will be inhabited by new people, the streets full of merchants who desired to sell their goods on the island. He also fancied about the cultivated land and the fishing boat near the island. And, the most important, the castle in which they would live in. He already fantasized about a large and beautiful garden full of roses of all colors, but his favorite was the red roses.

Roses, he admired roses, but not for their color.

 There's something about them that he hadn't yet discovered.

On the contrary, everyone told him that he was the king of person who drowned himself into the deepest depths of life.

Externally, they appear like simple flowers, only a little piece of joy that you can keep on your kitchen table, but there was something special about those roses that he stared at.

It was not about the delightful petals, but about the thorns they kept.

It puzzled him how something so beautiful and rare could cut you so deep, and you wouldn't even care if they did.

You may think he's crazy, but at night, when he closed his eyes, he dreamed about a girl with long hair and white skin like milk, surrounded by roses.

At that moment, he experienced a sense of peace and love.

LOVE? What is that feeling called love? He did not understand what love could've been, but when he dreamed about this pure creature, he realized that he was caught in the waves of love.

"What a f*****g joke, how is it possible to feel in love with someone you don't even know ?" He wonders to himself as he looked at the gloomy moon ."But who is she? Who is that girl that I keep dreaming about every time I close my eyes? When I want to touch her when I want to see her face, I can't, and she disappears into the untouchable and deepest darkness".

He was curious to have an answer.

Why did he dream about this woman? What did she mean for him? Was it real, or was it just an imagination of his sick mind?

Leander, on the other hand, was happy that the sales were a success. Everyone was delighted with those stones. With the money he achieved to gather that day, he wanted to buy a boat and go to have some fun.

Maybe he would have the change to give some appetizing 'food' for his hungry demon. He did not realize that he had already begun to salivate. By raising his hand-in order to wipe his mouth, he thought about how his older brother was able to control himself so much.

How couldn't he feel that big hunger which caused so much agonizing pain to his stomach? He was struck by this sense of starvation every time he was next to humans.

He had to fulfill his demon's physical needs as soon as possible, but where to go? The only chance was to go where too many lost souls existed: brothels. In that place, people engaged in s****l activity while p**********n commonly took place. Wealthy merchants owned brothels, typically stereotyped as 'madams.' They involved in the business surrounding urban areas, such as the capital village where Leander would be able to have a little fun, but, at the same time, he got to know merchants who money to buy those unique stones.

While going into a brothel, the women who worked there were already enchanted by Leander's beauty. How could such a handsome man come to those place which hid only sorrow? How attractive he could be, he could not have problems having lots of women.

"How can I help you, young man? This is not the right place for you. You're too young, and to attract, I think you have no problem finding a fine lady. You don't need our help ".The 'madams' asked him, laughing.

"I've just come here to have an unforgettable night for fun. I see that you do not need my money since you stated that this isn't the right place for such a handsome man like me ." Leander said with a calm and sensual voice. He explained to her why he had come here.

"Oh my, I didn't want to offend you young man, but I'd like to know how much you're willing to spend tonight ?" she asked him.

Leander took a small bag full of gold coins from his pocket and threw it at her with provocation ." I suppose there are enough coins for the services that I want to receive ".

The 'madams' was pleasantly amazed when she watched the bag full of coins, and, with a cunning smile on her face, she invited Leander to take a seat on the armchair.

"Please, tell me what kind of service you want, mister."

Leander looked around and picked his unfortunate prey. He desired to get about ten women tonight. Maybe he would find one that will be fairly appetizing.

"Hmmm...I want a private room. I like privacy, something to drink and to eat, some music, and, most importantly, I want almost ten women, the most beautiful you have. Can I Have what I want with the money that I gave you ?"

The madam nodded in agreement, and, with a sensual smile, she began to choose the fanciest girls for him.

"Of course, that's enough, I will prepare the best room, and I will take care that no one bothers you, young master ."

The evening went excellent. All the girls had fun and drank precious wine that could only be drunk by the wealthiest people.

"Finally, I can rest a little. I could almost feed my demon from all the girls I've met, but I'm not satisfied yet. I'm still hungry. I feel tired like I didn't enjoy their blood, Ahh..."

With a profound sigh, he laid down on his back. With the hands in his hair, he looked at the ceiling, slowly losing his eyes, feeling a bit tired, letting himself transported in his dream. It was a beautiful idea that could give him the possibility to escape from the harmful situation he had to tackle.

"This dream, what is this dream? Whi it is these persons? This person who calls me to come? Wait, is it a girl? Her beautiful long hair and skin, which appeared to be like porcelain, make me feel the desire to have her ." He began to sweat because of the dream he had, waking up immediately. He breathed hard and had a dry throat.

"I want her. I want to bite that neck, so perfect, so pure. I want to show off the hunger that I have in her throat. I want to show off the passion in her body, and I want to love her ".

He was already thinking about love.

"Wait, love? It can't be love. I don't know this feeling. I haven't had this feeling for anyone. Of course, I love my brothers, but it's different from the feeling I have for this beautiful creature. Who can be this girl? I think fatigue makes me hallucinate .i don't know what love can be. I didn't love anyone before; neither did I receive this feeling from anyone. All the people who had stated at me were obsessed with my beauty, but they had no intention to know me better as a person.FUCK...I think a demon like me would better think about all the ways to survive, not waiting for someone to love him ."

The brothers began to have sleepy visions of this girl.

But Damon? What was he doing? Did he have the same dream that his brothers had about this mysterious girl?.