I covered my face with my hands, rejected again by another art gallery. Would I ever make it as an artist? "Paint for me," came a voice from the shadows. "Paint for me and your star will rise. Paint for me and your name will live on FOREVER." Yes! I said as I entered the darkness. My benefactor was right, my name is living on, but at a dreadful price. I dwell in the gallery, bound to my easel, paint runs through my veins and I hunger for my next inspiration... #artist#painter#art#gallery#vampire