Twilight Whisper

Vampires are real, this much I know. Children of the night that mother warned me of. I know now what they are for I have become one. A slave to the hunger I face, desperate to feast on the dreams of those around me. To taste the hope and fantasy of the innocent people of my village. There are things that keep me tied here. A time and date, the end of my mortal life, the beginning of my immortal life. Despite my hunger, and what I have become, I hold onto what remains of my humanity. With the power my goddess granted me, I soothe the fears of the villagers. So fragile and frightened of the dark, plagued with nightmares. While they sleep, I slip into their rooms beneath the cover of night to sate my hunger. Calming their minds and allowing them to dream, allowing me to feed on their emotions, desires, and hopes. Then I'm gone into the twilight, nothing but a whisper in their waking minds. I have spent almost a century guarding the village I once called home from within the old cathedral.