515 Tanulia’s brutal death

Under the sky of perfect midnight velvet, under stars so brilliant they drew the eyes heaven bound, the music softly played by crickets and the ever-expanding ocean in front of Tanulia, made every second waiting for the vampire she was supposed to meet a beautiful yet heart beating experience. She gazed at those bright friends of the moon and their pattern that seemed so fixed and yet ever-changing while the waves gently brushed over her feet. 

Her silver robes, adorned with golden engravings fluttered in the wind, dancing to the rhythm of the sea along with her striking golden hair.

It had been an hour since Tanulia arrived at the marked location on the parchment she received from a mysterious vampire. As far as her eyes could see, there was nothing but the ocean and an empty beach void of any life signs except a boulder twenty or so meters away from Tanulia.