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I realized, sinking into my skin like a blanket of snow, how thoughts could grow unbearably loud.
“To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further. There is no other pearl to be found in the dark folds of life.”
“What use have I for the attentions of men?”
Our bodies touched, though my skirts and corset prevented me from feeling her. A terrible cage, keeping us apart— By God—that was dangerous thinking.
“Darling, darling, the dark has never hurt a soul. Perhaps be more concerned for its inhabitants.”
Yes, I knew of Greece, of islands of woman devoted to ungodly passions; I also knew of witches burned at the stake. If this were love, I wished it dead. My will was nothing to hers, I feared. But her will was nothing to God’s.
That night, I began to dream. For if it remained a dream, it could not be a sin.
“This world was not made for lovers such as us. But do not fear; instead, we shall build our own.”
If she were a monster out to ruin me, would she not have done it long ago?
Carmilla did not believe in God, but she believed in me.
I loved her so. When I whispered it, she laughed and kissed me again. A strange new world awaited.
