Sometimes I wonder how important I am in the grand scheme of things. Oh, do not be mistaken, I know that being chosen as the Listener is a high honor and one I will take very seriously. 

But am I a strand in the web? Or do I play a more crucial part in the design? I would like to think so. Afterall, do we not all aspire to mean more and have a purpose that makes our lives valuable? 

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My uncle…is worried about me. He fears that some of my decisions have been far too brash. Especially the vampirism. It is not my loyalties to my family that bother him. in fact, in him I sense something that….many would look past. What it is, though, I am not certain. Is he hiding something behind all his warm smiles and soft words?

Yet, I stray. He fears my curse will hinder me from experiencing all that life has to offer. I have a woman I intend to spend all my days with, I have a home, I have an occupation that I am most proud of. I have made something of myself. So what could he honestly be thinking of? Ah, perhaps disturbed that what I want from life is so much different from what he wants.

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I am perfectly accepting to the fact that I will never have children. First of all, it is physically impossible. Second, I would make a terrible father. I am far too young, in far too dangerous a profession, and have far too little time. I don’t know the first thing about children, other than I was once one.

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That is all. 

(Source: h4te)

Yes, I am a dreadfully boring individual. And I am a very busy one, too. I’m sorry if that bothers you. Good day.

taste-your-lips-allow:

Attraction level: 1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10

Love for the Character:1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10

How much the char has grown on me: 1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10

Badassness level:1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10

How upset i’d be if the char got killed off:1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10

Believe it or not, I am actually quite fond of animals. They seem to be one of the few creatures in this world understanding the importance of following simple commands without question. …and they are wonderful for less than fantastic days. No, I am not referring to the type of ‘pet’ my serjo prefers. I do truly mean the type such as birds or cats. 

Sehenir seems to prefer those with less fur…I think he has two…? Both are high maintenance. I don’t know how he does it.

Some people amuse me to no end. They mock me for my life choices and criticize me for everything I do. They call me young and foolish and all I can do is sit back and laugh. For is it not those who sit back and manipulate things from the shadows that win in the end? Underestimate me if you will, but do understand that I know what I am doing. And I am an excellent actor.

The shy, quiet boy who keeps to himself isn’t all he seems. 

And I still owe a certain someone something for taking something that doesn’t belong to him….

A silent killer. Striking out with precision and accuracy. As beautiful as it is potent. It can kill in SO many ways. Bleeding without control, paralysis to the vital organs, or just slowly eating away at a man’s very soul. But I want a poison of madness. To devour one’s brain, their very essence. To sit back and marvel as they claw their own throat out, drowning in their own blood and self-loathing, or maybe fear or anger. Yes, that would be something most grand.

All from a pinprick left by a weapon noone saw…