(no subject)
It has been a way of survival for so long that I had almost forgotten what it is like to hunt in other ways. As my times in the normal areas that kindred hunt in have until relatively recently been far between for me, I've known the wilderness and highways more then the cities. I have tracked prey for days as they had believed themselves to be the predator, as they hunted things they shouldn't have, and I had to show them they were indeed the prey.
The rare times that I've been picked up as a hitchhiker, I always wondered if the ones picking me up are able to sense what I am when they do. As most are after something and seem to believe they can force it from em, and they are forced to learn that the most dangerous predators normally walk on two legs. I've been given the chance to wander past my mountain and see the place that I slept for twenty five years, as I go to learn from a fellow Carthian. It seems one of the younger gangrel is reminding me of the other side of Gangrel existance, as I have been wrestling in the political arenas, so long now, for me that is, that I had begun to loose touch.
The time that I wander I feel more alive then I have in years, I have also put the Demon Sword into Dominion's care for the time being,. In all the ideas I've had keeping the sword in my possession while I continue to deal with Demons and Brood, was not my plan. I now look at the world as I plan my Quest to see if I can find my Sire as that I hope is part of the next step in my reawakening.
One man's Wilderness is another man's Theme park.
The rare times that I've been picked up as a hitchhiker, I always wondered if the ones picking me up are able to sense what I am when they do. As most are after something and seem to believe they can force it from em, and they are forced to learn that the most dangerous predators normally walk on two legs. I've been given the chance to wander past my mountain and see the place that I slept for twenty five years, as I go to learn from a fellow Carthian. It seems one of the younger gangrel is reminding me of the other side of Gangrel existance, as I have been wrestling in the political arenas, so long now, for me that is, that I had begun to loose touch.
The time that I wander I feel more alive then I have in years, I have also put the Demon Sword into Dominion's care for the time being,. In all the ideas I've had keeping the sword in my possession while I continue to deal with Demons and Brood, was not my plan. I now look at the world as I plan my Quest to see if I can find my Sire as that I hope is part of the next step in my reawakening.
One man's Wilderness is another man's Theme park.