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I must write this while I am still able, for my mind is slipping into a colourful kind of insanity. Perhaps I am willing..perhaps it is fate. We are under attack and my lover lies in a coma..A lover I have not talked about as yet. I may never be the same again and so with a shaky pen I shall recall him. Lest this is the last time I shall know him.

A year or so ago I was hunting in Rome, pickings were slim and I was ready to go to ground for the night. My mind felt sudden great pull, there was another immortal near. It wasn't a blood hunter but it was matching me step for step and it was close. The energy was layered and cold, black and swirling. It was a plan within disorder, it had chaos infecting every wet Rome paving stone.
I ran but not out of fear. No, rather to test it's mettle. My feet splashing puddles and wetting the ankles of passing mortals, much swearing was heard and ignored by me and my mystery partner . I felt the energy was here for a game and I wanted to play. Dark energies always have attracted me; I crave the lessons I may learn and the secret lore they carry. Greed made me want it.
This energy was intoxicating, carrying me into every dark place mentally. As I ran, I was seeing the old battles and feeds, old passions and pains. It was feeding on my memories and giving me flashes of untold power in return. My very molecules seemed to react to this presence, it's unseen hand pulling me finally into an unassuming bar.

Inside it was dark, fat business men were drinking cheap wine at over inflated prices.Women sat on their laps and stole money from their pockets as they lavished sweaty lips with soulless kisses. There was nothing special about this cat house... but the energy was here.
I slipped in and bought a drink, sitting in a booth. My mind scanned and spoke out ::Show yourself:: I willed it...taunted it :: you bought me here, impress me....::


I feel the black descend... I will continue..when and if I am myself again