Inside the Mind of a Vampire: Volume Two

Time is relative. Freedom makes time flow like a river; it lives and moves like blood within a vein. Being trapped coagulates it, clots it, makes it stand still… just like I am now… trapped in a house behind a prayer line with freakin’ monks.

They don’t understand. They have no idea what it’s like to have so much power just making your muscles twitch to release it, having to hold back everything that you are while the night whispers your name.

I can hear my name on the wind, teasing me, begging me to come out and play. And I can still smell her… Baby, come to me.

I beat death and annihilation. Did they think that would tame me? Are they so stupid to think that being injured would stop the burn?

Yeah… time… it’s only a matter of time. One night. One glorious, endless night… and it’ll be all over. Damali, stop crying, baby… I’m coming for you real soon.