Dreary12:11 Mar 19 2005
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Ok, so long time no write for me, but I'm back, and I have a lot on my mind, and some of it I won't get into.
Mainly I've been working late hard hours because of certain events, and we simply have to make sure our vehicles are at 100%, but I have stole time to finally finish The Vampire Lestat, and to start Queen of the damned. Because of the novels, I keep having wierd dreams that I am ment to be one of the immortal, and to never see the light of day again. In fact, I've been dreaming about it so much, that my life seems to becoming the dream of an immortal and I am truely a child of the millenium. It's getting to be quite perplexing to me. I figured I would share one of these "reality dreams" with you, but I am very hesitant to.
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As the sun settle beyond the Korean mountains of my military base, I seem to awake with a start. SOmeone is calling for me, and someone is watching my every move now. I glance around the room in the dark and see nothing. I glace at the window and see the early evening sky ever so beautiful with its pinks and oranges as the sun is setteling for its much needed rest. I walk to the window and look out, the erie presance persisting to intrude upon my scenses, but there is no one. I get dressed and go down stairs, and there is no one. not a single soul in the building, not even the fire gaurds who are in place to call the fire dept. in case of an emergency.
Walking through the deserted military base, I see the movment of a large creacher out of the corner on my eye, and my scenses are going crazy, telling me some one is meerly inches away, and I cannot see them. It's as if they are invisible, or they can move too quickly for me to see their garments move. As I continue on I notice a single person, just standing at the bus terminal, only they know how long they have been waiting, and in my startled condition, I have forgotten to secure my watch on my wrist. "I have been waint for you, did you not hear me calling you?" said this being, in an almost inhuman voice that somehow made all my fears vanish, and I forget that I have not seen anyone on this instilation until him.
"I heard something speaking to me, but I didn't realize I was being looked for. Why have you summoned me in such a fashion, why are we the only ones here?"
"Ah, you have questions, and I have the answers, but there will be time for conversation after we attend to buisness." The sheer beauty of his voice drowning all my thoughts and desires, all I want is him.
And then I notice his attire. Some what too fancy, and yet seemingly too perfect for him. The black wing tips, the black, pleated pants and overcoat, silver buttons with an imprint of shields and arrows on them, custom taylored no doubt. ANd yet, it seemd as old as it was new, like it was a family heirloom he came uon and it simply fit him just so that there was not alteration needed, or it was so well done, it wasn't notcieable.
"You have been chosen," he said with a smile that wasn't really there, "to become one with the night, you have shaped your mind on your own, yes, but you have done it to the perfection that you have no beliefs of gods or goddesses, no supream being lights your path, you let no force guide you through you life, you simply just do as you have always done, and have had the out come in your favor for your ability to adapt."
I stared at him for what seemed to be hours. He was mezmerizing and alluring, and he knew what I valued most about myself, to adapt and overcome, my greatest strength in my opinion, but how could he have known, why was it that he was searching for me when there were so many others around me.....but where did they go?
" I can see I have startled you, so I will answer your question. The others have been dispersed through the region, a war is at hand, and this base is not safe. You were left in their haste, no one really cared for you, but I have been waiting for you. Waiting for they day that I could speak with you about the light and darkness. You see, we are very much alike. We all are. This is why you have been chosen."
I didn't know how to react. I knew this had to be true, it was as if I could remember them leaving in their convoys, and not one of them thing 'where's Stephens'. And now, it was time, for me to rise, to do what I have always done and overcome my grief of lonelieness. To adapt to the situation, find what I could and do what I had to. But why was the person, no, this creature, looking for me? He was surely not a man, or a human, imitating one, yes, very well at that, but something was not right. He was too aluring, knew too much about me without me ever meeting him, or telling him.
With a gesture of his hand, he told me to closer to him. I started to him, and then I saw them, those almost glasslike jewels that were his fingernails. He had his hands in his pockets the whole time, but now that he was waiting for me to draw nearer, his hand outstreached, I could see the too clearly. He was a vampire, and I could now tell. I wanted to start away from him, but it was as if I couldn't controll my body, and I was now walking with him, his arm around my shoulder, holding me to him.
I can't explain the next events. Its as if I saw them in stillframe, but some of the images I saw were of us embracing, the blood on his fangs, and a pain in my neck. The quarter moon above him as he knelt down to give me the sweet elixer of life, and then the killing. I saw young women I knew from the clubs, they were excited to see me, but worried that they would be caught by their boss, and then they would embrace me, their small arms around midsection, holding me close to them, SHaking their hair away so that they could be as close to me as they could. And when I saw thse lovely, slender necks, I attacked, sinking my teth into their veins, and I awake.
This is only one of the dreams I have, and some of it is ver Anne Rice esque, but I have been reading the Vampire Chronicles lately. What make it even more interesting for me, is that they keep getting more and more intense each night, and the realisim in them..... Its almost as if my mind is teling me that this is what I truely desire to be, a creature of the night, a child of darkness.
Oh well, thanks for listening.
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