There is no time for grief; there never is.
Truly, a life in constant pain is the life of the damned.
He cries. 'Please! I don't want to die.' I lean over. My hair smothers him. 'Then you should never have been born,' I say.
My whole life had been an uninterrupted act of loving him.
One does not beg for a glass of water from the devil.
I am a vampire. Blood does not bother me.