I enter your room as I have each night for the past six days. A few more, and you won't wake up from the dreamland where we meet, your body drained by me. Tonight is different. As I see you curled onto your side, already fast asleep, I can't deny my hesitation. I've never cared about the women I've drained in the last few centuries, but you, you hold some power over me. I brush the hair from your face as I lean down and whisper into your ear Wake for me...
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