Daemian POV

Journal Entry: The chaos of the battle within my core has finally subsided and after gorging myself on enough Stock to offset the losses,...

...I am granted the luxury of reflection on this cool autumn night. The moon whispers secrets of the sky as it crawls through open windows..

...and licks softly at my flesh with its radiance. Gazing out into the gardens I like the sight of the lightning bugs that dance so quietly

Their unheard songs are such beautiful music to the ear when one stops long enough to listen with their hidden soul

Tapping the desk with the pen, I gaze from the outside toward the echoed voices of the Arcanes as they hum their joy thanks to new energy

They swirl like vaporous mists within my being, kissing the walls of my veins and hugging the bones that shelter their home

Though it has only been 24 hours since at Draconis, already the majicks within me dismiss the battle that ruptured my ageless thoughts

It's been more than a hundred centuries since my flesh and spirit were challenged by another creatures arcaneness...Kiani is a threat to me!

While I always feel the sexual allure of any female vampire, this one houses within her breast a power that calls to me...almost summons me.

Even now my manhood throbs hard against my stomach as the thought of her scent comes to life in my mind-it assaults my sanity without mercy

I can taste her hot aromatics that are of a vintage unique and well cared for...a female that was bred to be the goddess of death

It has so rarely happened that I, the most ancient creature alive, am brought to my mental knees like a servant begging for food.

The sound of tearing flesh fills the room as I stand and feel the 'blackened ebony wings of the fallen' birth and stretch out widely

Slowly they flap and command the air, stirring the room with the winds. I blink as my eyes begin to fill with liquid obsidian and grin as...

...the fangs tenderly inch out their presence...my tongue caresses them intimately with the proper greetings.

Here, in the sanctity of my mansion do I stand before the fires of destiny, naked, not but the arcanes covering this prehistoric vessel

Closing my eyes I sink into the ages past, listening to the countless souls that have come to eternally serve my longevity.

Their gift of life forces created for me a wealth of livable years and a treasure of knowledge that today's humans would kill for

I pay them respect for their sacrifice and thank them that they granted me a continuance...The souls of them whisper through time's door

I should've took that female and obliterated her defenses, forced her to her knees, and watched as her mouth pleased my hardened arrogance

I would've enjoyed feeling her Sacred Temple stretch open as the doors parted and I traveled deeply into her silken chambers

Thrusting hard my intentions against the depths of her Palace and ravaging mercilessly her kingdom...Mmmm...to hear her moan out the song

Opening my eyes, I exhale the arcane breath and watch as the ethereal fogs form into her image and create for me her likeness

Gazing upon her flawless nude form, I draw her image close and sink deep my fangs into the flesh of her neck...the image shudders and fades