In the moonlit chambers of a decaying manor, hidden amidst the misty hills of Transylvania, two ethereal figures entwined in the...

To a dearest reader to whom I hope these words can reach, Now that long gone are the days, I decided to write thee a letter, fed up with...

xiii. the farewell Had my weary soul solace in the remembrance of a most adored lover now absent and gone. Memory of thee. Once land of...