This pic was done on Christmas 2004, I can't get how on X-mas I was doing so darky... in fact I feel like I'm going a bit dark on the stuff I do, I even have my nails painted in a very dark redish-dark wine color. Haven't reach the black polish XD. Well this lady here allowed a vampire to bite her, therefore becoming one herself. This sacrifice was to save her family, but alas! they were killed anyways. *buuaaaaa, sniff, sniff* Sad story. Well there is a legend that says that a not-born vampire aka inocent-bitten people have a chance to return to normal if they are kissed by an angel. Therefore she's on a quest to find an angel. (I think I'm going to draw her eventually a handsome angel) The poem explains her situation: 'The black sash, For my mourning. Black on my chest To keep my grieving safe. White over my womb, For if I ever have a child He or she will bear no blame And no stain over my actions, Or my past...'