Talking about them

My longing lingers

My tresses twist

But in my isolation

All truth is empty: Azam Ali

'I know! I know!' 'Haven't been valued for a while' 'Should come sooner, this isn't something mortals do' 'Admitting, your tantra is fine'

Romeo kept his hand down, the weathered man had his eyes closed. It wasn't just mortals who needed taking care of. Jinns and Vampires will live the distance together, though rarely calling of each other. They are the proof of eternity. Jinns were hard to surround in these times. There were many faking their identity. Who wanted to live scrubbing the brain when their when playing with mortals was so fun. It was a humor to them, the mortals couldn't observe the obvious.

'When was the last hunt?' 'Did she cry?' 

Romeo couldn't say anymore, he knew it well to know. She didn't ask 'why'.

'Not a second lower' 'u have long before it pains' 'use the time well'

Jinn let him have his sense back. The hand was still glowing. He was lucky to see the light tonight, the hunt needed to be measured, there wasn't much time for the cycle to end. This Djinn will soon be on road again. He had had earned his time in bargain of peace. He reasoned before asking his last question to Djinn. He is a vampire, his needs couldn't be bought or won. Barely gasping breath, Romeo whispered 'Why don't they love u as much as me?'

Djinn has quick 'Because u can disappear from their lives, nobody hates the mystery. We Djinns on the other hand live in their bottles, now dear lad, my fees, the tear'

*The photograph is the impression at http://ranonus.com/djinn2.jpg