Prologue

I'm walking between the gray streets,

Past the blue houses,

The timid moon bunnies,

Coming out of the clouds.

Fascinated by the star haze

And I am offended by life.

Spreading scarlet wings,

I will emerge from oblivion!

My mood changed faster than the clouds noisily driven by the cold snowy wind. How tired of everything when they said all sorts of nonsense! “Well, if you don’t like it, don’t read it! Why just piss me off?!“

Yes, we are talking about my novel. Readers' opinions are so opposite that I confess I don't know who to believe. Of course, I myself understand that this is how it always happens, but still ... And the character is to blame for everything! After one bad review, I do not believe the top ten who liked it. Strange, you say, but I will answer in my own way: I am a vampire, and therefore I perceive everything differently from you.

Right now, I can't figure out what I'm thinking. Like about one book, and at the same time the imagination is already drawing anoth