When I was a young girl, my mother used to tell me stories of this monstrous been who has terrorized her, made her go completely mad. After she would tell me theses horrific tales, he would come to me in my dreams, come up behind me, kiss my neck tenderly he mesmerized me in every humanly possibly. He made my heart beet so fast I could hardly breath, with every glance into his eyes my heart would unfold. I had fallen in love with the devil himself, a complete monster, a treacherous been, nor he was non of these things in my eyes. In my eyes he was perfection, a work of art. Absolutely astounding. I had fallen in love with a complete . and total monster. I had fallen in love with Dracula..