Cormac
As the sun begins to set my arms ache I have been chained here since dawn. I am in the centre of a giant moon gate wrapped with black roses. An isle stretches out before me with blood red carpet all the way to the house. Ornate seats, row upon row set up either side of the aisle edged with black and red roses.
Hundreds of vampires mill around on the huge patio drinking a dark red liquid entirely unbothered by my presence. As I look towards the edges of the property there is a wall of vampires as far as the eye can see.
Twilight comes upon us too fast, huge candles roar to life illuminating the space giving it a romantic feel. It makes me want to be sick. The moon begins to dominate the sky and my breath catches in my throat. It is a blood moon. Has the goddess truly abandoned u
