dantes entry number 2 as a semi living desendent of a count who has been told of for generations as a monster. i lay in slay with you tonight. the feeling of your soft skin against my rough hands is like the the grace of your beauty to my darkened eyes. your nipples stand errect to my touch and passionate breath dodantes entry number 2
darkness fallsdeep and dark is my heart covered with a new haze on a storm lit night no one here standing next to me to help put up the fight....darkness falls
a firey rain that shere my skin with absolute pain is felt on this day no one will suvivre this tretory but me anyway.
lost in the haze with this sought out love youve been wondering for dayz.
no one to answer this hardest question of our lives.
my skin continues being shered by this rain of fire yet i feel not as if im burning but being sliced away at with the dullest and rustiest of knives.
i have kaged myself in this hell deep within me....
dante journal enrty number 1 my name is dante, i write this journal so that the hands it may fall into may share it with the world so that people may have a better understand ing of Vampires. i hold not the limitations that humanity has thought me to have.... i walk breathe and socialize during the day and am not stunted by garlic as a matter of fact i rather enjoy garlics sent. steakes are as much of a threate to me as they are you. and crosses only remind me of a faint and faulsely lead past in thedante journal enrty number 1
hes not who you think he is... sadostic vampire who pleagues a generation.... meets the innocentand drains them of thier humanity. dines in the pits of hell and speaks the language of angles. afaid of nothing for in his eyes he already conqured death its self on many of occassions. he niether love or hates anyone....he is a nutral in all affairs. he needs not to feast on the blood of humans rather basks in his appetite of souls. hes not with held at all and holds no weaknesses to wich mankind has deemed his type.hes not who you think he is...
