Prince Vlad, Dracula ([personal profile] vojvode) wrote 2011-01-02 06:36 am (UTC)

He draws the two air masses together, mingling hot humid air and the frozen together with the twist of his fingers. The fog that forms is thick and fine, obscuring the landscape until they're both surrounded by a sea of white. Far above, the almost full moon spreads an unearthly glow through the mist, and muted shadows spread around her.

He brushes a hand through the ends of her hair, and disappears into the mist again, listening to the sound of her heart beating loud in his ears.

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