She’s laced and intertwined like a vein of growing buds alongthe cracked walls of the east wall, slithering—snaking up andit just keeps going, her face is hidden against his chest and hejust gently runs his fingers through her hair.Not the first time he’s made a home in these sheets it certainlywill not be the last with his back pressed to the mattress face contorted and expression bleak as he stares at the stains ofpassing time on the ceiling. The smell of rotting wood almosthides the smoke and the old coppery aroma of blood shed.She’s cuddled in under his arm while he presses the tip ofhis nose to her temple, the hair line of the girl going hiddenand confused in the whip of strands and it doesn’t mind thevampire a bit, not at all—-not really. It seems the girl has madea position embedded in his skin for her pillow. Too many nights did she spend sleeping against him. Too many nightshe did not care or think into it."I know you think that because there’s not a pulse between us,there could be something more——I can feel it in the way youstare often in my direction and the energy that fills along insteadof the usual darkness there’s a ring of light.It kills me to tell you this and let us pray to God that you shall nothear these cowardly soft words, but darling I think you know deepdown that I do not belong in the light, but in the shadow of it’s glow.” How can one describe the longing look of the dead, too often it isn’t out of lust or love, but to feel. The desire to have a warm touch where there is nothing but the cold temperature of their skin and to feel the way a mouth can brush against stone flesh. Realistically he could be spit balling speaking only in which he thinks he sees. Valentine adjusts closer to her wrapping his arm around her lower back side more securely, his eyes blinking slow, covering the gloss over the dark abyss orbs.His mouth brushes against her temple and he hums raking his finger tips through her messy hair one more time as the girl in turn presses closer and it makes the man run the tip of his nose along her skin, with a sigh. Eyes fall shut, words will go muffled against her skin. “All I shall ever do is hurt you”