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and you invited me to chat I thought it was a vampire interest group - like chatting about vampire cults, films, fiction, etc... It was a little shocking to discover there were those in Les Vampires who truly claimed to be vampires. As immortality and exploration of the occult is one of my many fascinations, I immediately had no trouble considering the possibility of vampires existing. That they would wish to start a chat forum was somewhat amusing and would have caused me to become suspicious of their claims. However, I soon realized that the people spoke in earnest, that my misgivings were based on fairy tale folklore, and if a vampire wished to remain anonymous, the internet could provide such a path. When the discussion came around to the mortal vampire, I was again on the edge of discounting the claims. The theory was plausible, but the romantic notion of a vampire would have to be changed entirely to account for such woeful beings as mortal vampires must be. For who else could have such a miserable existence? Mortal vampires must feed of the blood when hunger strikes them, immediately placing them as outcasts, but they gain no powers of the mysterious immortal vampires to aid them in survival. Soon, an mortal vampire must realize they are not quite able to belong to human society and they would be feared and hated for a curse which is not theirs to control. I feel pity for the mortal vampire and a desire to help, though I must admit to a certain degree of curiosity and morbid fascination. The mortal vampire offers me an opportunity to find my dreams in reality. Though they can not offer me immortality, nor help me in my quest for knowledge and understanding of the supernatural, mortal vampires are one step closer than I have been all my life. I would most willingly give of myself in helping to cure those who do not want the curse in exchange for stories, histories, comraderie. I have no trouble believing in the existence of the vampire, whether she be mortal or immortal. It is the understanding that requires intimate interaction and careful study. I can believe in a God, but until I can see the workings of such a creature or meet It face to face, I will never understand God and will never see the need to worship It. This is true of the mortal vampire as well. Until I may meet someone, to talk to and secrets are revealed - both mine and her's - I can not offer understanding. A brook flowed red into my sight, tasting sweet against my lips. A sigh of love rose in the night, and bound was I to her. No worse a curse than that which is bourne by the men and the women who choose in scorn to throw their lot in with the haters. Mankind's worst curse is our own fetters. ~Dark~ | |
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