christopher D Broadhead

The Dark Curtain

There weren`t always dragons in the valley, in fact there really didn’t used to be much in this valley at all except deer, elk and some occasional bears. Something had changed here however, it was as though the very fabric of reality had been torn apart and two worlds were merging into one. The sun is beginning to set, and the temperature is plummeting. It is almost like any other fall night in the small town of Stanley, Idaho. The only difference this time is that as the sun sets my mind turns to the idea that I might not survive the night, and it`s not because of the cold. My name is Matthew and until four months ago I was your average guy, I was five feet eight inches tall, twenty-three years old with sandy blond hair. I only weighed a hundred sixty pounds at the time, and I was in love. I had everything I wanted, but then it changed when I learned that the fairytales that we had all heard growing up were a lie. Vampires don`t sparkle and a kiss of true love doesn`t fix everything. The only thing that true love does is cause you more pain than you ever thought possible. Your mind becomes twisted, your emotions distraught, left willing to do almost anything, even turn to embrace the darkest corners of your mind to save those you love.