| Subject: A young vampire walks in... |
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Nia Silverlake
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Date Posted: 17:22:03 10/21/01 Sun
The young girl sits down upon a bench, lost in thought. Is this what I want to be? she asks herself. Do I want to kill people for a living, or am I willing to go against my own kind? I don't want to be a traitor, but I didn't choose to be a vampire. I don't know what to do. As the thoughts travel through her mind, she unzips a backpack she had been carrying and takes out a journal. Aloud, she whispers, "Friend or foe? True or false, what am I?" She writes her thoughts down, frustrated at herself for being so unsure of herself. Her journal:
~I want to be accepted by Echo. I am one of them, a vampire, but I am so unsure. Am I a vampire by heart, or am I a traitor to my people? Maybe I am just a coward, afraid to be a vampire and be worthy.~
As she writes the last sentence, her left hand briefly reaches over to her right hip to touch the hilt of her sword. Angrily, she thrusts the journal down and brings out her sword, swinging it in an arc to come crashing down upon her journal and the bench, sending papers flying and the bench splintering. She leans on her sword hilt, brushing away the silver strands of hair that flew in her sapphire eyes as she threw the raging fit. "Hope no one saw that," she mutters bitterly at herself.
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