Half Love - Prologue
Word Count: 641
They say that vampires are superior to humans. They are tremendously strong and swift, able to punch dents into solid brick walls and silently slip away without a trace. Their eyes are extremely hypnotic, a stare which no human can avoid. The victim to falls for their supernatural stare, fated to be commanded by the undead being. They were also incredibly alluring and charming, a feature which many people could not resist, allowing for easier hunting. Yes, vampires were quite extraordinary. However, they were cursed creatures who could not be exposed to sunlight unless their desire was to turn to dust. They were cursed to constantly feed upon the living, forced to suck the life from others to sustain their immortality.
Humans were free from these restrictions. They could move about at any time they pleased, whether rain or sunshine. They weren’t immortal, but there was no need for them to hunt down prey to ensure their survival. They could eat, drink, taste. Something the undead couldn’t do. They were free. Free to live, free to laugh, free to love. Humans were strong.
Unfortunately, the human body could only take so much. The birthing of a cursed being would have led to consequences that could not be repaired, not even with immortality, for the damage was too great that a transformation would have instantly ended their life. The consequences would continue to torment the human, ultimately leading to their imminent death. Humans were weak.
And the gravestone you stood in front of was a constant reminder.