Hello my dear readers and reviewers! Back for another round, eh? Well good for you... well good for me actually but who cares? YOU'RE HERE! (clears throat)
You all have been wonderful! I LOVE the reviews! I live off reviews now... how did I live before? On what did I live? Oh yes, (reads profile) it says something about watching Dracula scenes over and over... oh lets not go there! MOVING ON!
Seriously, some of you are probably wondering if I WILL EVER review your stuff, right? Calm down if you are, some of your writings are very long and wonderfully written and I like to take time to read them. So what I'm saying is, I WILL get to your stuff... give me time...
Now to the instant gratification! (because who doesn't like instant gratification?)
Black Vamp Soul: I'm glad the cute and fluffy made you happy! Thanks for the review!
aleera13: Thank you so much your so sweet! I hope they (the letters) keep getting better for you and I hope this makes your day again!
Lady Wednesday: Weird... LOL! On your question: Seriously I don't know but if I did I probably wouldn't tell you. Sorry but I have to keep you on your toes! Thanks!
Charmes Malheureux: 'How dare you.' (laughs) I love that line! I'm glad you understand why I didn't use one of the brides now... plus its more fun to make the girl my own creation. And yes, that is mean (jk)... THANKS SO MUCH! (And make sure you read my LAST line before I start the letter...or everything in bold... you should know it when you find it)
The Dancing Cavalier: Your review made me smile and laugh...a lot. Yes, I was insecure but not now. Hopefully I will see you tomorrow if all goes as planned.
elephantian: Ah yes, inside that hard chocolatey shell is a soft chewy caramel center that needs to be brought out. Or devoured. Why am attributing Dracula to foods lately? Hmmm... me glad you likey the vision! Me glad you reviewy too!
ceiliuir: Last line was MY favorite too actually! I'm glad you liked it! Thanks ever so much for reviewing!
CardboardCreative: I'm glad the dimensions showed through. Oh and thank you so so so much for telling me how you saw my writing, I enjoying hearing that stuff. I write it so I cant read it the same. Thank you!
the 4bidden 1: X-Men is awesome! (I still need to see the last movie (pouts) Tell me when you post it and what its called; I would be happy to read and review! Keep reviewing, you make me happy!
Ron's Sexy Girly 750: You're so sweet! I plan to keep going with them as long as I'm still inspired and you guys love them! THANKS!
Teberz: (this is for the first review) My thoughts on the letters are that she has so much emotion and feeling pinned up inside of her that she wants to release it. And what better way for her to do that than to write to her child? Plus I think, she thinks the baby will live and that he or she will one day get the letters! Yeah, that's what she thinks. I AM after all the writer (coughs). Now these letters were really just something I did when I was writing my other story, not anything I put much worry or thought into BUT I AM ALWAYS up for constructive criticism, balanced please! Pretty, pretty please? (On the second review) The letters will last until the baby is born (12 months), about one letter (on average) a month. But the mother has been a vampire for... ugh... a while... LOL. Did I answer? Let me know. Thank you for BOTH reviews! Please review mwa again!
Remember: I didn't pass out this time AND we don't have to worry about the slapping...I'm good now...thank you. (Steps away) It kinda weird thinking that you are like two years older than me sometimes...hmmm... okay that was random. I'm glad you read and reviewed me AGAIN! Let me know when I have deemed myself worth of your (grins evilly) handsome, extremely awesome, totally hot, drool worthy, (thinks) Masterful, powerful, wise, insanely evil, did I say handsome (?) muse. (Sighs dreamily) If he came to my house I would totally give in... (prays that he reads over Remember's shoulder) THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEW!
Nienna Silmarwen: You are the third person... no more putting myself down...right... yes ma'am. AWWW I really do what you said with my writing? (SMILES) Another review explaining how the reader sees my work... thank you! I like your Dracula POV idea... I'll think about it, though I still have to finish the two things I'm working on now. Me love you!
punk rock prinsses: I hope I will be as good a mother as my character seems to be. Thank you for the review! And I really did update as soon as I could...
OH AND CHARMES MALHEUREUX THIS LETTER IS DEDICATED TO YOU! BECAUSE YOU IN A WAY INSPIRED (OR CHALLENGED) ME, SO I REWROTE IT! I LIKE THIS VERSION MUCH BETTER!
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My darling,
It is such an honor to carry you, knowing you are your father's child and that you come from a long line of brave and noble people.
You will be blessed in every possible way, mortal and immortal, innocent and sinister, beauty and wisdom. But will you know what you have?
I will teach you every day, starting now, by telling you aloud as I write, a story.
A story that is cold as cold as a winter's frost on a mortal's skin. A story that is as harsh as the name of God off your father's lips. A story that is sadly... my own.
I was born in a little village near Brasov. It took my mother over a day before birthing me. They said that she took me in her arms, kissed my forehead, muttered the words 'I love you' and then took her last breath. From then on my father raised me; he never remarried.
I still remember one night very vividly. I was nine, I think. My father came in from a hard days toil, exhausted and worn. 'Why can't I help in the fields, father?' I had asked innocently. 'Because you are beautiful and beautiful girls don't work in the fields.' he had told me... like he always said. I didn't understand him. What did the way I look have to do with it?
Only time would answer that question.
Seven years later I nursed my father on his deathbed, I remember crying as his soul left for my mother.
I was alone in the world. Nobody in my small village took me in, they had their own families to feed, they didn't need another mouth. There was no other choice. I had to go to the fields.
All the girls that had scorned me for my beauty now mocked me. The sun had darkened and burnt my skin, my hair was matted, and my hands were always callused and bloody. I managed (how I don't know) for a year before I thought I couldn't take it any longer.
That's when he came... my master.
It was a cold night and I sat in front of a fire to keep warm. The doors and windows were locked but, of course, that didn't stop him.
He startled me; I remember his first words, smooth and coaxing.
'Hello darling'
Something about him was alarming yet fascinating. He began to tell me about all that I could have with him and then he took my hands and healed my wounds. I was stolen there and readily agreed to be his. At the time he didn't tell me he was a vampire or that I would become one.
I woke the next night to find myself changed. I was in shock but soon found that my new life was much easier.
Your father only asked three things of me. Respect, obedience and the title: Master.
Soon after I became his bride, I learned that his heart was cold and dead, and that he couldn't love. Yet despite this I continued to love him and hundred of years have passed by in perfect bliss.
I am a fully matured vampire now but even though I was happy, I did not feel complete. It was only when I learned that there was something inside of me that lived, a child...you... did I feel truly glorious.
You will compete me, fill the empty space that even your father cannot fill. You will be perfect and gifted in the darkest of ways vampires are. Wings, fangs, transportation, everything!
Oh it is so unfair I have to wait twelve months for you instead of nine. But I have no choice.
Darling, because you are so much more than human, your developing takes three months longer than an ordinary child. Sometimes you succeed in only worrying me with anticipation but it will all be worth it in the end.
Yes, I am certain, you will be perfect and a wondrous gift to us that walk by twilight.
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There you have it! Her life story! Or what she feels like telling her child. I didn't go into HOW she became a vampire because I thought that would be sort of a personal thing.
Also here's a bit of information that will shine a different light on everything (I like multidimensional writing): When the mother/bride is talking about Dracula in a very serious way, she will call him 'your father' but when she gets passionate about him, she will call him 'my Master'.
ALRIGHT! PLEASE FEED THE STARVING WRITER! (Begs for more wonderful reviews)