Thoughts

[vampish_aleera]

So many rules... Too many guardians. Things were better, where the village was. Too many... contraptions here. Things of science. I do not understand them.

And yet, still nothing which would give life to children.

Prey is not so easy to take, in this land. Places we cannot go to hunt... Hunters we cannot kill. We of the undead were promised

Comments

[it_s_not_so_bad]

Sister.

[vampish_aleera]

Verona?!

[it_s_not_so_bad]

I do not understand, Sister.. but I am pleased to see you.

[vampish_aleera]

Can this truly be...? We have experienced much worry over you, sister! Master shall have reason to smile!

I found one who looks as Anna did, in this world, but Anna, it is not... This disappointed.

We need your guidance, Verona... Please say you shall be with us soon.

[it_s_not_so_bad]

Master is still here? And Marishka, what of Marishka?

I cannot say, Sister.. I was brought here once, and I left, though I appear to be here once more.

[vampish_aleera]

They speak of my doing similar, not so long ago, yet my recollections of this... I have no memory. This land is strange and its magic as foreign to our understanding as this box of lights and tapping keys.

The living can be so co-operative, once given the correct pursuasion... I made one teach me, upon my arrival.

They both dwell, Verona! We miss only you... Often do we think of what we lack in your absence. Often have we mourned. But this is a sadness which might affect us no more! The tragedy of your passing... I am glad this is at an end!

Marishka and I have a new pet... It snaps with sharpened teeth. We teach it games.

[it_s_not_so_bad]

You do not recall.. Strange indeed, and what of the hunter and friar?

A pet? My interest is perked, Sister..

[vampish_aleera]

We found it, when once salvaging honour from one who had besmirched family's reputation. It was necessary to rescue one of the living, although she was without reaction. No fun to play with... Needed to mend.

You would have enjoyed her.

The hunter and his companion survive. I am told we havea truce. A truce I do not care for, but... Master says. So, we obey.

I miss hunting with you, sister...

[it_s_not_so_bad]

So the truce holds.. How I wished to make them pay for what they have done!

I miss you too, dearest sister..

[vampish_aleera]

Marishka and I speak of this often, sister! Master needs... Pursuasion on this. A pursuasion it would take three to perfect, where only two exist.

Things are as they were for us without Marishka. So curious... To have mourned for her, with you, only to encounter the mirror image of this, here.

But we do tempt the friar...! Sometimes, almost successfully.