The box was very old . Painted with roses and gilded , it had belonged to a lady , and the key fit it exactly . It was a music box , I thought . I turned the key and opened it . A packet of letters tied with purple silk ribbon lay inside . Unable to resist , a strange feeling came over me and I was trembling when I read the first letter . Written in script , with deep purple ink , the words came alive , as if with their own voice … A voice that had been waiting a long time to be heard .
Chopin … poignant , moody , the music box played softly … I began to read , and lost myself in the blue of twilight as it fell upon the world around us . A powerful voice began to speak to me , as if from the music box . Seductive , but strong …. like rich port sherry and with an after taste of the erotic , as if he was about to gently lick his lips , moistening them with his tongue . . .
Letters from a Vampire …
Resurrection…
” Listen , I am the Dark Angel crying in the night . The Full Moon is upon us … Twilight has come and gone …”
My Beloved ,
Pray this I do tell and want nothing more than to raise the dead from the ashes of nothingness … To untangle the unfair disgrace the world binds us in daily… I can not be lost to the madness …The madness of the world gone crazy. .. where blood is on the menu daily and mine is no exception.
Ah sweet Divine Spirit … lift this veil from my eyes … It leaves me crucified and I do not want this sadness… I surrender to the deft wings catching me and I, even I, can look death and sorrow in the face … Our passion …will live … Eternal …The evil will desist … I will destroy it …. Their lust does not belong to you and it does not belong to me… it is the shadows and spirits of those who cling to us without permission. Nay, I do not believe in the grave and I do not believe in death … and nothing is more sorrowful than one who is so blessedly divine but blind to his own power.
I can come to you now only in Darkness … Darkness that I love so, you are a friend but you can also be a foe… I take dominion over you and this you know well… it is my right to love you and to leave you should you desire my soul to steal… I take dominion…
Wake up, my sweet lover of long ago, you shall not die to the pain , I am always by your side , in the night , . The misery, the sorrow will be no more … I will soon arrive .
Close your eyes and take my blood , for the blood I carry was shed for me long ago without my knowing … until a time where the blood of strangers made me ill and left me in madness.. Take my blood, I want nothing more than to resurrect you to spring forth and send the soul stealers running … When you rise again , you will see them leave you for they have no more dominion over you … this communion of blood, body and soul will restore you…
Suddenly Paris in the spring does not seem so impossible as it once did for me … a part of my soul wanders down by the Seine , with you … A part of my soul sings, rests and loves on the soil of Italy, or in London and Greece … The other part is still holding your hand in New York.
Cara mia , I am coming to find you …. Resurrection day … Resurrection.day surging into the power of the night … When you read this , I will already be close beside you .
The Full Moon is upon us…
My undying affection , forever yours in Eternity ,
and Eternity forever in my Kiss ,
your Dante .
Darkness had now enveloped me … I felt his caress like a cool breeze . It began to lift my dress …. The Elixir in my flask at my bosom called to me. He was here. My body began to tremble with anticipation … I quivered in my most secret heart … 
A new Novel … beginning … The Vampire Letters … NAtasha Von , copyright , 2014
The northern world is slowly and tenderly coming back to life…
