Winter of the Silver Twilight

Snowflakes sparkle like diamonds as they fall to the ground. Glancing up I could see the moon through the curtain of falling gems. Looking down I continue deeper into the forest. I hurry because I hear the villagers behind me. Silent tears slide down my cheeks as I make my way through the dense trees. My heart aches to see him again, my love, I know it is impossible.

"She went this way, hurry!"

My heart skips a beat as I recognize that voice. Father? My own father hunts me now. He, as well as the villagers, think me a monster. I am not, but that does not quell the hatred in their hearts. They want to blame someone, why not the widow of the man them deemed a monster.

I have not done anything to deserve this!  I scream inside my mind. I help those who need it. I heal those who are sick, and this is what I get in return!

My tears dry, sorrow no longer heavy in my heart, anger remains.

"How could they," I hiss as I continue though the snow, now rising to my knees.

"Mira...” was that? I look up into the trees, but nothing hid among their crystal branches.

As I turn, I can see an opening in the trees and beyond that I only see shadows. It feels as if I am being drawn toward the darkness by something...familiar.

"Mira come to me...”  The voice flows through me once again; the richness warming my body.

"Could it be?" I whisper as I make my way to the opening. As I walk through, I glimpse a dark figure at the center. My feet glide over the snow as I float toward the shadow. My heart stops as I see the silhouette, I cry out in joy, disbelief. "No, you can not be him! You cannot be my Joseph!" Tears stream down my russet cheeks.  I step close fearing this was a dream.

The dark figure smiles down at me; he is in literal darkness as a dark cloak covers his shoulders. His hair blows around him covering his body in strands of snow and darkness.

"Please do not cry, my love. I have come back for you."  His voice is a gentle caress against my heart.

I look up into his eyes, seeing swirls of silver as he gazes down at me. "I thought you were dead." I whisper as I step into his open arms. He holds me close. Warmth surrounding me, the bitter cold disappearing; the sounds of the villagers are no more...

"The villagers hurt you, I saw them..." my tears began to flow once again.

"Shh, my love …" His voice flows through me as I snuggle closer.

"I want them to pay for what they did to you...," my voice soft, bitter.

Joseph chuckles as he smiles down at me and that is the moment I saw them. They are white and sharp, glistening like pearls in the moonlight.  I know what he is, and I am not afraid.  He is my husband, my love, my life.  I see love in his eyes as I smile, tilting my head.

Silver eyes shine with love as he looks at me.  "They will," he lowers his head sinking his fangs into my willing neck.

I moan in pleasure as his voice caress my mind, "Yes my love, they will all pay with their lives.”