Cindigo-Shadouge

Did you know that I am afraid of the dark? I know, it is a silly notion for a vampire. Being afraid of the dark. Especially when I commune with it so goddamn much and claim it as my mistress on nights when my head is too unsettled for me to straighten it out again. Maybe this is why I walk in it so much, to attempt to be a little less petrified of it. The truth is, though, that I know the monsters who reside in the alleyways and side streets, in the spaces where buildings block the light and hide the things that do more than go bump. I am one of those monsters, after all. Did you know that I am afraid of myself? Somebody once told me that