Amor inmortal

A lone vampire stands in the shadows, eyes locked on a strange trio in the distance. A man and a woman, lovers by posture, divided by presence, are separated by an alien figure that stands between them like a quiet wall. The man has a pencil for a head, sharp and fragile, while the woman gazes through the alien, her expression unreadable. The vampire says nothing as he watches the immortal and aching from afar.