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  • Welcome to my life.......
  • or should I say unlife.
  • *You enter the doors of a great house and find your way through the darkened halls to a study. A fire that burns brightly in the fireplace is the only source of light in the room. You notice a shadowy figure standing near the open drapes of a large window. The figure motions for you to sit by the fire without uttering a word. She turns her eyes to gaze upon you, her eyes black pools of ebony and her skin like that of living marble, she smiles slightly showing just a hint of fang and nods her head softly in a warm greeting* Welcome, I understand you want to hear my story.... Sit back and relax while I tell you about myself. I am Ceirce... Now I know what your gonna say and no I am not that Circe. She was my grandmother. Yes, Circe the daughter of the sun, and lover to Odysseus and mother to her youngest son Telegonus, my father. But I did not seem to have existed in that time...that was my mortal life and one which I have left far behind. It is my immortal life that you have come to hear about. Once I reached the age of 18 I left the isle upon which I was raised to search the world and learn what I could of it. After some time I came across a garden so mysterous and captivating that I had decided to stay for a short while. The days became weeks, then months. Then one night a beautiful creature walked into the garden...Oh he was so handsome and carried himself like a prince. His movements were graceful and he seemd to float across the ground. He introduced himself to me as being Matek Rutherford. At the time I was it seemed to be held within a trance. I thought nothing but of him, and I saw him often. Once gaining his confidience he told me he was a vampire.... My mind realed at the thought, my heart fought my mind and won..I was in love with a vampire.... Then one glorious night he offered me the dark gift and was given time to think about it. When next the moon had risen high I have him my answer. He took me into his fold as his chylde and wife. But alas the bliss did not last long. Mind you now that an immortal can live for an eternity so what is a short period of time for us can be a lifetime for a mortal. Now Matek tells me he must leave and will not likely to be returning. Here I was still but a fledgling and without a sire. By now I considered the Vampire Garden my home and was welcomed by the Queen and her family to stay. They were all like family to me and me to them. It was then that I adopted my son Crimson; a child demon. Night after night I would sit in the garden listening to the stories of others, giving advice aswell as taking. I grew wise in the ways of the vampire and held the knowledge close to me. But I needed more....a companion, someone to learn from, an elder..... As it would have it Lord Victor Dane came into the garden and we became friends, I looked to him to teach me what I needed to know. We grew very close and decided to marry. It was a large wedding with all the garden residence in attendance. Ah the moonlight did shine bright that night.... At our reception a little orphan child came to us and we took her into our hearts and home. Our daughter...we called her Little Lady Abigai and she was quite the little lady.... Now as you may know vampires grow tired and bore very quickly as did Victor and myself. We separated but on friendly terms, even to this day he is my shining light. I will always love him dearly but we both have separate lives and that is the way it must be.... I have seen many things in my years, and have been privilaged to meet some of the elders that few know still exsist. I still stay within the garden walls but do find myself wandering away for long periods of time. I have seen many changes and plan to see alot more. I hope this night has answered all your questions. But the hour is late and the sun will be up soon so I must bid you goodeve. *she walks to the study doors holding them open, bows her head slightly and walks; almost drifts as if on air, the doors close quietly you hear a voice as if its coming from the very air around you* Goodnight and be well.


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