Happy Halloween
Carmilla is once again wandering through the gardens. She is so sweet and fragile looking, so utterly charming, so hungry. She needs to feed and she needs to do it soon. But she would never just get it over with quickly. She enjoys the slow seduction, the feeling of power and something almost like love. Because she does love her victims. Loves them enough to want to never be parted from them. She loves them to death.
Won't someone come and say hello? Perhaps walk with her for a bit on this lovely autumn day? She would love some company and conversation. And if you should have a visitor tonight in your sleep, glimpse a shadow moving across the floor, feel a terrible pain in your breast and a weight on your chest, if you should see a monstrous black cat in your room or a young woman drenched in blood... Why! It only means Carmilla loves you all the more.
Won't someone come and say hello? Perhaps walk with her for a bit on this lovely autumn day? She would love some company and conversation. And if you should have a visitor tonight in your sleep, glimpse a shadow moving across the floor, feel a terrible pain in your breast and a weight on your chest, if you should see a monstrous black cat in your room or a young woman drenched in blood... Why! It only means Carmilla loves you all the more.