Sunset

My heart has falling to you... and although forsaken and destined to be your enemy i cant help but fall into your arms... the arms of my peacefull doom.

life between supernatural beings has always one of war. This the occasional meeting to try and stablish peace but with no result after each one. A unexoected turn of evens brings two souls together, two of which should never be mixed or together. The war is yet to diminish and slavery has reached its highest peak, nothing but dispair is left... or is it?

May the heart of a maiden decided whether or not her actiones will afect and the destroy what she has, or save her from dispare. Love will only tell so much, and love can go so far...