Last Vampire.
What was written on the yellowed pages of what you pursued, what you believed my mother gave me as a gift, will pass through time as our enduring seal of love.
Although you can no longer see me, feel me...
I wish you the best life.
I wish you an endless dance of happiness.
And I wish even more that your love for me remains, just as mine will for you amidst the darkness.
May what I initially claimed with possession and frigidity resonate in hushed tones...
No one, absolutely no one, will have my diary...
The door of brilliance closes, the door of mist opens, and there I will be...
Don't search for me, because you'll find me – MELIA CONKINOVA.