These are the journal entries of a centuries old vampire, Nicolas Rider. Welcome to his world...

Monday, August 20, 2012

April 27, 1861 - Mobile

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     Sleep did not find me today. And how could it have? Not with a new vampire writhing in pain and screaming as his body turned. The hardwood floors were not dense enough to muffle the sounds well and his foul mouth only had my blood boiling. Why would Marcella turn him? Arrogant and brash, he is not someone I would have chosen for this life. I would not have even given him the merciful death he was begging for. Sure, I could have explained to him that fighting the change only prolongs it but he would not have listened. He is unyielding to any opinion that is not his own.
     Secretly, I am hoping that Luther does not survive the first year as so many new vampires do not. Because I have the feeling that every day he is alive will be a long and painful one. At least, it will be for me. 

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