July 28, 1623 - Atlantic Ocean

     While the rocking of the ship lulls most of the crew asleep, I stare ahead into the immense darkness, out over the ocean to a land not yet visible by the man in the crow’s nest. Far in the distance, it calls to me, promising vulnerable towns still trying to build themselves on brotherhood, easily discarded bodies, and the fun that a maturing nation can bring. I have waited longer than preferred to come here but that wait is over now.

     There were so many things I did not know of as a human. This world did not exist to me at one time but like vampires, it has revealed itself to me at last. As a smile spreads across my face, I watch the slowly enlarging coastline, wondering what I will find there. There will surely be those who have fallen short of the dreams they came here with. But when they find me, they will beg for their wretched lives.