Travels.
As
completely expected by the professor, I graduated Oxford with top
honours in medicine. The ceremony was a little sad, as it reminded me
that I didn't have a family to cheer me on (or applaud politely)
although I had found peace in myself. It wouldn't do me any good to
socialise with the humans, but I was polite and helpful (I hoped). I
assembled all of my belongings and called the maid.
"Yes sir!
What can I do for you?" to my surprise it was the same girl that
welcomed me so many years before. I had not changed much since I had
arrived, but over the past years, she had visibly changed. Her hair
had grown, and was done in a more matured bun. Her face had thinned,
removing it of the vestiges of childhood and a small ring held pride
of place on her ring finger.
" I hear that a congratulations
are in order!" I said, in polite conversation, clocking eyes on her
ring when she seemed confused.
"Ohh, yes sorry, David proposed
to me the nigh' before last" she ended with a smile and my stone
heart broke.
"Well I honestly hope you have the happiest of
weddings, and a joyous marriage". I tried to sound happy for her
but it felt terribly fake.
"But to the matter of things, I need
to book tickets on a boat to the new world- if you would?"
"Why
yes of course sir, and thanks honestly I know that you have finished,
but I have really enjoyed working for you"
Darn. I had felt
really awkward when she held up the sir comments, but now it was
surprisingly sad. I felt sorry for her- if she had enjoyed working
for me she didn't have much of a career, but I hoped, whoever he
was that David was really very nice.
"you're welcome, and
best wishes" and with that she left, to get my tickets.
I did realise that I was running away, yet again. I had always prided myself on being honourable, but I felt now that I had touched upon all of the seven deadly sins. I had stolen lots of money to fund my college education, I lusted for the blood of humans every day, I was indeed a glutton when thinking of all the animals I had consumed. I was a sloth- wallowing in the pit of self-despair, and indeed greedy- for I had bribed a man to attend college. I certainly had wrath on my side, in the form of raging anger, oh and I envied those who had anything to live or die for. And the most grevious and original sin, Pride. In bible school I had been taught that it was Lucifer's desire to compete with God that caused his fall from heaven, and resultant transformation into Satan? Did all good transform into evil? Was there really a God? It didn't seem like it to me.