chapter eighty-four

[ THE VAMPIRE'S STORY ]

ATLAS'S P.O.V—

"When will all this end?" I ask myself.

As I walk further into the fields of grass, my back begins to ache badly. These past few months have been trouble.

Nothing but trouble.

One problem after one problem.

I am sick of it all already.

Feeling a cramp on my foot, I wiggle it in the air. I nearly lose my balance as I do this. Standing on one foot should be a professional sport, because as fast and agile as I am as a Vampire, I cannot stand on one foot. I drop my foot back onto the ground, and continue striding through the grasses.

The daylight bites into my skin.

And it isn't as uncomfortable as most people would think.

I enjoy taking strolls during the day. This might come as a shock to most people, but the day time is my favorite part of the 24-hour long day. I get to perceive nature at its brightest and at its best. The night time, everything goes to sleep, and there is not much to perceive. I can walk out during the day, unlike majority