10-07-2007, 12:42 PM
Nastasya dreamed a terrible dream. She dreamed of a girl standing on a roof, and red eyes glaring at the girl........then Nastasya was a girl of fourteen. It was a holiday, late in the afternoon, and she was out for a walk in the country with her father. It was a dull and sultry day, and the place was exactly as she remembered it; even in her memory it was not as distinct as she saw it now in her dream. The little town stood on an open, flat plain, and they could see it clearly spread out before their eyes; there was not a willow anywhere near to obstruct their view; only somewhere far away could they catch a glimpse of a dark wood outlined faintly on the rim of the sky........she already knew the dreadful event that was about to occur next, and so suddenly forced herself to awaken.
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My wound had healed, but I felt strangely very strong. It was still dark, and I crept out of the apartment, into the streets, searching for something... something alive, that I could obtain plasma from... No! Why what am thinking? I hate vampires. They killed my parents because they wouldn't join the evil vampires. All vampires are vile and filthy! But why was there a bat here in London... silver-winged vampire bats are manifestations of vampires, but only certain vampires have the power to transfigure themselves into bats. It must have been one of them.
I remembered in the dream that there was a girl standing on a roof. i didn't know her, but something was telling me I should see her, because she has all the answers i'm searching for. I made sure no-one was watching, then closed my eyes and felt my body changing shape. I tried giving my new silver wings a flap in the air, and set off west-wards.
~ Wind Song ~
~ Windlied ~
~ Chant du vent ~
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