The World of Darkness...

I remember thinking that Evander was over dramatizing it all...that he was trying to frighten me.  It didn't work of course...but perhaps I should have heeded his warnings. He was trying to let me know that the real world was much more frightening than any nightmare I had known.  I wonder at times if I would have made a different choice had I not been so determined to prove my bravery to him.  I remember to this night the look in his eyes...just before he finally conceded and brought me into the world I truly belonged in.  Believe this or not, but at one time...I was a very shy and quiet young woman. I was actually intimidated by him, by his beauty.  

I lived in splendor for so very long that I almost had forgotten the savagery that he warned me of.  He taught me the intricate details of politics, how to survive amongst them, and how to thrive.  Thrive, I did...until fate twisted reality and I found myself very much alone.  My teacher had left me to the world and for too long I cried his name hoping he would return.  In time, he did but my role had changed.  I had changed.  We had changed.  Sire and childe...no longer mates.  It was a hard lesson to learn, but I learned that as well.  

The world of darkness.  I understood the concept and it was then...that I swore to myself that I would not become its victim.  I would become one of its masters.  I would prove to all that I was every bit as formidable as my Evander...and that I would indeed mirror him.  Now?  The student has become a teacher in her own right...and teaches another youth in this place about this life...and how the Roses, the garden...will always play an intricate part within its savage beauty.