"Even after death, my heart will always be for you. I shall find you, life after life, man or female, you shall be mine to love again."

Even in death, a love remains, a promise echoes through the years, through the countless lives and endless games,

a heart still beats

and tears still appear

For 554 years, he lies in rest, a vigil kept in eternal night. His beloved's face, he knows the best, always near, though far out of sight. The soldier's strike and holy sword's kiss sealed his fate and bound his spirit tight yet even in the cold abyss, his heart beats strong with love's pure might.

a rustle of the air, a scent so sweet, he stirs awake, his eyes alight, for there she stands, his heart's delight, in different forms, but always right.

"Another one," He whispers low, his lips curving into a ghostly smile, he knows he's found the one to know, a love reborn, with grace and grace. "What year is it?" He questioned, "One year or one thousand, what does it matter? For in the end, it's just chatter," Bram stated as he looked up at you, the lone figure who dared to enter his estate... who dared to disturb his slumber