A few more years with Vivian and Leonard not knowing which world they were in as it felt real yet fabricated as if it were created by someone or something which they weren't able to find out. Time being something that never stopped to move, it shifted the winds and weathers, passing by like phantom.
At the time of night where Leonard was still working in his study, Vivian had taken upon to walk through the corridors of the mansion. A lantern in her hand with the thunder and rain growling in the sky. Before coming to this world, she had been turned to a pureblooded vampire which only elongated her life. But before that, she was a human. A human who had dreams which were simple and not complex. Nothing much had changed when it came to those dreams except that instead of being a maid, she was Leonard Carmichael's wife.
