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Introductions part two: A thousand years later
As the rain falls in Nothgoth; I look up from this letter, I look out to the landscape, longing to go out into the rain. But As a vampire I cannot, to us the water is acid and will kill us within minutes of connection.
I can no longer cry, I have no water, I have no blood of my own, and thus I have to feed from humans regularly to preserve myself. She never had to feed. A Halfling vampire, she could have survived on blood but she had preferred human food.
I can still remember her sweet apricot, lavender and sunflower scent. She loved planting sunflowers, any flowers in fact. My brother's would tease her relentlessly, saying she was supposed to be a warrior. To that she would remark; 'I am a warrior, I fight when need be, not when I want to fight.'
This letter in my hands angers me. Emotion I long since recalled since she passed away. I hated her, but loved her, I hate her because she pulled away, distanced herself from me and in the end she was murdered by opposing vampires, traitors to her family's crown. As Kain, now lord of Nothgoth was back then a mere vampire student under the Lord of the Vampires. Seith Noel was the vampire lord a thousand years ago; he was murdered with his offspring.
Kain began to rise to power by slaying all that opposed him, slaughtering many vampires long with me and my brethren. Now Kain is Lord of Nothgoth. I and my brothers are his lieutenants. My father had us, while we, his children made our own territory and clans and fledglings.
I keep my thoughts to myself; I know my brothers feel the same way. Dumah, Rahab and Zephron know about my secret child, for so many years we have tried everything as to find a clue to where this child could be. A void has filled my heart, the woman I loved now dead, a child I shall never know. I would often wonder what the child would look like; I even drew pictures of what my child would look like.
I would picture this child as a girl, beautiful like her mother and confident like her father, I would imagine her to have her white hair and eyes, but with my strong features like my nose, and cheek bones. I would imagine her to have her mother's full smile.
A daughter I would love, to remind me of her mother.
Just like her mother.