Eternity, something you thought about, but never imagined to be the meaning, it was like being dipped in varnish, the never ending life of a painting come true.

Brought to immortality by cold hands, you walked into Volterra, not daring to say a word as Carlisle put a hand on your shoulder. The man's touch was almost comforting, or maybe it was your mind playing tricks on you?

As you entered a room, which seemed rather important, you saw the other three vampires on their thrones, Marcus, Caius and Aro, who immediately stood up to take a closer look at the newborn, a macabre smile on his face.

Your confused mind felt strangely enlightened by the crimson eyes, red as rubies, who watched you like a curious child, and soon, pale hands joined your own, you felt as if he was watching everything and anything kept in your mind, memories being readen as if they were books in his touch.

“Mesmerizing...” Aro whispered in a almost in a dreamlike way, like the cold howl of the wind.