Getting ready for Changes

Master has lived for a VERY long time. I can't say exact years....I'd get in trouble. But every 40 years or so, when he has to 'start over,' he likes to pick up a different career path. This time it is jewelry making. He spends every night, all night learning and honing his new craft. Benefit for me, I get to try out his creations. So what style of jewelry does a vampire make? All kinds. Classic, modern (yes a vampire CAN know what modern is), steam punk and Gothic. Side note: I've been making hippie jewelry for years.

It Keeps Going On

I am not sure what to write about. I am lonely. Nothing new. Master has kept me in the dark (metaphorically speaking) for so long now. Our neighborhood is free off all rodents (including squirrels), cats and dogs under 20 pounds. No, not really. I spared a couple of poodles (too much hair.) Yes, I have been reduced to foraging. Not a proud vampiric moment. But I must survive, right?

We went out a few nights ago and ran into some old pirates we have hung out with in the past. It was fun. They aren't really pirates (well, I suppose they could be, I don't know them THAT well.) They were tempting me with their live warm necks, damn why won't my master feed me or let me feed on others? It is almost unbearable going into a crowded bar, have people brush against me as they come and go, hearing their heart beat quicken when they start to wonder if I might be what they think I might be. Smelling fear mixed with alcohol to a point where their curiosity forces them to speak to me. It is intoxicating! And frustrating. Master just laughs at me.

I Lied

I didn't go to Japan. Just went to sleep. I can't tell you where I slept, but the sounds of fireworks woke me. New Year's Eve. Master would have let me sleep forever if he had it his way. But I woke, and I am hungry. Watch out!

Roll 'Em Out!!!

It is time to move on. The witch we have been concerned about has moved into our town. We had fled her awhile back after her constant attempts to control/manipulate us became too much to bare. Now we have real evidence that she has bored of her resent victimizes and has decided to come at us again.

It think our mistake was not moving far enough away. We won't make that mistake again. As much as we love our view of the Atlantic Ocean, we are looking to the Pacific coast. Or Japan, I like Japan.

If This is my last entry, you know why.......

I am nearing my end. If I don't feed soon, I will be a dead vampire.

You may ask, "Aren't you already dead?"

Good question, glad you asked.

Yes, I am dead. But my body keeps moving and my soul lingers. Soon that will no longer be the case.

Plus, there are rumors of an impending visit to our area from a REAL wicked witch. In fact, THE witch. The one that caused so much destruction in our lives that we moved sooner than we had planned. Her spells bring agony to all, so, yea we will on covert operations for the next few days. In addition, she has joined forces with the witch that spawned her so their spectrum of disorder will be greater. Our intelligence tells us they will simply be here for a vacation. These two have already been warned by higher powers to not have contact with other-kind. We will see.

Now more than ever, I need to FEED!!! I cannot combat this raw evil without the strength of blood. I realize most would say we are the evil ones. However physically and spiritually speaking, our cosmic footprint [to coin a phrase] is slight compared to the willful destruction that falls in their wake.

If this is my last entry, you know why. Find our kind and let them know. Be careful. These two are not to taken lightly.

Amouz-Bouche

That's all I ask. A taste.

I smell you!

You think by putting on perfume or hiding behind the stench of body odor I won't smell you, you're wrong. I smell you. Your thick, delicious, nutritious blood coursing through those wicked veins tease my senses to no end. Beyond hunger, after starvation, well into wasting into nothing is were I smell you. Nothing but blood.... Truly, it's all I see, hear, smell, and oh my...if only I could taste it! I get so jealous of the characters in my movie collection, in the books I read, as I stare lustily at my master. When? I have turned a shade of purple that has become noticeable to humans. My sunglasses are to keep out far more than light. I am terrifying to behold now. And tonight we will be out in and among hundreds of tourists, I feel like..... Fear for us all.