A Special Conversation13:21 May 01 2006
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This is a reconstruction of part of a conversation I had with a very good and special friend. He wished me to put it in my journal so that we could share our creation with the public. We make a great team my Lord don`t we? I hope we may continue the next chapter of our dream soon. Well, here it is... remember to start to read from the bottom up!
START FROM THE BOTTOM!
Thou shalt never be alone again, my dear ... never .... *was whispered*
On 19:51:09 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
I sigh and and open my eyes... and I am alone... again
On 19:40:03 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
Time for thee to return to thine own world and time for me to remain in mine ... "Ask not for who the bell tolls .... and all that sorts ... I will love you forever, my love ... I will hold you close to what is left of my heart ...
On 19:33:54 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
I look at the bloody tears on your face in surprise and concern.
... time?... time for what?
On 19:31:34 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
I turn to face thee ... clearly visible are the tracks of blood tears streaking my face ... it is time, I presume ....
On 19:28:14 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
this is mere conjecture.... I can feel it...
*sigh*
But I cannot know the future...
... I hear a bell toll in the distance, and suddenly a brach snaps against the window...
On 19:25:44 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
the one thou shall bear offspring to ... the one that is with you now .. perhaps ... or will be with you shortly ... He is more real and human than I ... he can give theewhat I cannot ... reality ...
On 19:23:09 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
I know *I whisper* We are living in a dream, reality is far different. And yet... dreaming is sweet... Another? Who is this you see looming in my destiny?
On 19:20:44 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
We are of two separate worlds you and I ... yet, although you hold me now ... there is a vast chasm between us ... we will only ever have this dream state ... and ... you ... are ... ::Sobs:: ... you are destined for another ...
On 19:17:01 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
*I smile and whisper*
I have always known you were there. And of course I knew this place... I dreamt of it so many times! But why? Why were you afraid to feel love? And you are still afraid. You feel this emotion despite your will not to... and yet you fear to embrace and cherish it...
On 19:12:11 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
without turning to face her ... he speaks ... "I love you ... I have always loved you ... I fisrt came to you when you were a child ... I did not wish you to fear me ... so I cloaked myself in darkness and shadows ... but still you saw me ... I love you and I love you still ... but I have treated you like any other ... I have fed fro thy ... I should have not ... yet you cam here ... on thy own ... you entered as though you owned this place .. you navigated the halls as though having been here many times before ... it was once a great castle ... now it is no more ... but you are here ... with me ... and I... caught in thy embrace ... in thy enchantment ...
I Love you!!!!
On 19:03:44 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
Unable to talk, I see him leave, realizing that I had, in fact, been misunderstanding him. Afraid of having hurt his feelings I glide silently out of the bed towards him.
I reach out a hand to stop him, hesitate, then simply hug him from behind and place my head gently on his back.
On 18:56:59 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
feeling her heart pound within her chest ... he now realizes that he has lost his ability to read her ... his feeling for her are much too deep ... the fear inside him is growing ... she has me but does she know it ... gently he lays her back down ... covering her with a quilt of down ... he kisses her forehead .. slowly he turn to leave ... not bearing the thought that she may hate him for what he is ... with a slight itch in the corner of his eye, he raises his hand to his face ... there in the tip of his finger is a single drop of blood ... a blood tear ... a single blood tear from a vampyre ... he had heard that these were to hold much magic within ... but he cared only for the woman in his bed ... slowly hemoves towards the door ... his heart beating mornfully with each step ... does she know???
On 18:38:46 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
I look into his eyes and the craving there astounds me. I cannot do anything but stare, not knowing what I did to deserve his feelings. I wonder if, perhaps, I may be mistaken. But the pressure of his lips against mine stops my train of thought...
On 18:34:57 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
I fall into her embrace ... the warmth of her body next to mine ... is all I can stand ... I want her ... I want to be with her ... does she know??? ... can she feel me???? ....
Please, I pray to the gods ... do not fear me ... I know what I am .... I know what I have done ... But, please do not fear me ... !!!!
On 18:21:58 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
I shudder with pleasure and sigh. I can feel myself recuperate... my fingers tingling as I grasp your neck, your shoulders. Long nails leaving tiny creases on your crisp white shirt.
Then, with a start, I see it is flecked with drops of crimson blood. MY blood. And I shudder again.
And smile.
On 18:11:08 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
I turn swiftly and in a mere moment I am at her bedside ... her tears ... oh, her tears .. they tore at my heart ... I swiftly raised her into my arms ... and craddled her ... bending down , I kissed her tenderly on her lips ... this send waves of passion through out my whole being ... I have not felt this for many many years ...
On 17:57:57 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
Tears roll down my face as I see him about to leave. I wonder how he cannot feel the pull, as I do. Wonder if it was all an act of the immagination... I bow my head and close my eyes in misery.
On 17:54:45 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
"But thou hath come, despite knowing the danger .... Why???" ....
The wind enters the room and pulls back the drapes .. the moonlight outlines my figure ... clearly she sees me and I make no effeort to conceal myself ... lil does she know that I am hers ... I would serve her to the end of days ... she is my master ... I .... love .... her .... !?!?!?!?!?
The thoughts are ludecris ... I cannot LOVE .. I WILL NOT LOVE .. this cannot be happening to me ... I turn to leave the room ... but she makes a soft single sound ... which freezes me to the very spot upon which I stand ...
On 17:45:12 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
I gasp slightly as I hear a mysterious voice taling from the shadows. I try to get up from the bed, but am forced to slide down amongst the pillows once more. My head swimming with dizziness. I pper into every corner of the room, but can see only shadows
I whisper softly, knowing he will hear... 'You have called, and I have come'
On 17:41:24 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
She collapses into my arms, as oft they do ... but this one ... I still feel her strength ... her blood, with clear essence of pagan .... perhaps Druid, they are an ancient lot ... she is formidably strong ...
I carry her to the bed chamber ... and as I walk, her blood still swims within my mouth .... placing her on the bed I sit next to her ... before the blood has a chance to stain the sheets and covers, I lick up each and every drop ... licking her wounds ever do slightly, I heal all six peircings ...
Bringing to her nightstand some water and a warm wet cloth, which I place on her forehead, as she begins to arouse ... I turn and vanish into the shadows ... my voice echoing from the shadows ...
"Do not attempt to stand my precious, sweet beauty .... I am here in the shadows ... no need to be alarmed .... but please, answer me this ... why hath thou entered this place ... thou hath come of thine own accord ... but why???"
On 17:27:37 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
My neck throbs and I lean back, eyes closed. I can feel the blood pounding throughout my whole body; centred on the two twin pricks left by his teeth.
I feel his hot breath on my neck, my back, but I cannot turn around. The loss of blood has left me deliciously letargic...
On 17:16:28 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
With swift stealthy speed ... I stand behind her, as her fingers mornfully dance upon the ivory blades ... she shutters ever so slightly as my cold touch brings her hair around, exposing her shoulder and neck ....
Her alabaster skin ... so supple and pristine ... I bend slightly and the scent of her warm, blue blood sends an orgasmic thrill through my muscles, but still she plays ...
I gently bring my hands to both her arms just below the shoulder as she leans lsightly back ... I plunge my long chilsed fangs into her shoulder ... the music stops and she crosses her arms to embrace my own ... she struggles not, but allows me to feast on the fine crimson nectar that tantilizes my tongue and slides effortlessly down my throat ...
I draw from her once, twice ... three times ... but I do not wish to overly exhaust her for the night is still young ...
I release my bite ... my eyes roll into the top of my head and I see her in all her beauty ... memories come rushing in of a beautiful garden ... children playing in the grass ... an older nanny calling to them .... the image of a dark figure in the woodline ....
I gasped! ... She had seen me ... I had waited for so long ... I took great care in keeping myself hidden from her yet, she had seen me ... but then, why is she here ... how could it be that she has come of her own ...
On 16:54:51 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
I see thy eyes, wonderfully deep pools of darkness glowing in the shadows. A slight breeze enters from the enormous windows, and the white tattered curtains billow inward. The breeze becomes harsher, and my long black hair billows around me... but my fingers, seeming to have a life of their own, start to play a mournful and haunting dirge on the piano...
On 16:45:50 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
Entering from te other side ... I keep to the shadows ... my mind racing with thoughts of you dancing for me ... of me caressing thy alabaster skin ... tenderly kissing thy face ... but for now I am content with watching you ... I am aware thou precieve my presence but it does not bother thee ... thy fingers on the piano; clearly where they are meant to be ... thou place the sole source of light upon the piano ... and turn in my direction ... I do not make myself visible quite yet, but thine eyes seek me out ... thy gown ... one of crushed purple velvet is awe inspiring ... no woman, on this earth or any other can be so beautiful ...
On 16:35:36 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
*smiles*
The scent of roses fills the air. A scent as old as time, as sweet as the golden honey which runs down the old gnarled trees in the overgrown garden enclosed by the high thorny fence. A derelict fountain can be seen, choked in brambles, its frisky mermaids forever stilled and silenced.
I enter the dusty conservatory, a candelabrum in my hand, and caress the old piano fondly, it`s mellow sound echoing in the cavernous hallways...
On 16:29:48 Apr 30 2006 DrkEnchanterRS wrote:
Tis clear that we are connected ... for thou hath been there ... but I am there only at night ... with high mist and the scent of fresh soil in the air ...
It needs some maintenance, but the minor disrepair add character and romance to the place ...
The bedroom chambers, with it cathedral ceilings and long velevet drapes that gather on the floor ... although adequately furnished, it still feels empty due to its size ... the grand fireplace that seems to have this insatiable hunger for wood and kinling ... roars each night and adds warmth by light and by heat ...
The bed is of down ... and is never made ... tossed are the blankets and multiple pillows that caress and comfort thy head ...
OOps ... sorry almost let myself go ... LOL Sorry ...
On 16:21:43 Apr 30 2006 Masque wrote:
*smiles*
Ah that gothic tower... thou will have me dreaming about it before long. It stands atop high cliffs, with the furious ocean churning underneath, and a dark forest on the other side, branches pressing eerily against the windows... *sigh*
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