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Summary of the previous episodes:
Viorel has been tortured by his
supposed family who wanted to have him burn in the sun. Strangely
enough the sun didn't burn him as expected but Viorel has no memory of
who he is. Following the advises of his supposed father, he left
Sighișoara and is now traveling to the West. After some skirmish in a
previous city, he found refuge on a boat. Viorel is now in Vienna. The
little problem is that the guy at the inn was a bit of an asshole
and helped capture Viorel thinking he was a vampire, which he is but
nobody needs to know. Now there is a huge man (which I call the colossi)
taking care of Viorel and a priest. They brought a girl. Torture my
holy water... Fail. Viorel managed to confuse everyone, now he would
like to get out of here. But the girl seems pretty useless. They still
managed to escape and he left the girl to the care of the boat lady
before going back to have two words with his captors but his power of
persuasion were failing him. The priest wanted to crack a
deal but Viorel is not really up to help his enemies. He finally got
some blood but he can't risk to stay in Vienna. He travel to Linz were
he stays a bit to learn German.
Viorel wanted to go to Praha but redirect himself toward Augsburg
instead where he wants to get a horse, except that the horses are a bit
scared of his vampirism and maybe something else. Viorel is really not a
horse expert. Then he comes into an altercation with couple of people,
he wants some fear in his blood. The girl Viorel has found seemed to
enjoy the game. Viorel prepares for the nightmares that come with a
feast of blood, in a rush to leave, he cross the dukedom of Lorrain.
We introduced Sorina, three weeks after the beginning of Viorel's escape.
Viorel dreamed of Sorina and woke up not really remembering anything.
Traveling to Paris, he arrives at "La cour des miracles". He is rescued
by a stranger who turned out to be Nicolas Flamel, the alchemist he was
looking for. Nicolas does some strange experiment without Viorel's
agreement. Some people are looking for Nicolas's secrets.
On the other side of Europe, Sorina awakes and Viorel's past in haunting him.
Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week.
I was expecting some obscure explanation about how memory was functioning and how the brain was doing maintenance to remove the unneeded things from it. But that wasn’t Nicolas talking to me, it was Perenelle. She didn’t need to try to prove scientifically everything she was saying and I was grateful for it.
“But I don’t want to forget her, I can’t forget her, she was all I have, the best thing in me, she is all I have”, I said plaintively. The thoughts had been turning in my head for months, it was making me physically sick.
Perenelle opened the notebook to a white page and draw a line on it, then transformed it into an arrow.
“Here is the present, here the past and here is your future. No matter what happened in the past, the future is only connected to it by the arrow. Have you ever seen an arrow fly?” she asked.
I didn’t understand where she wanted to go but I knew I should let her take me there.
“Yes”, I said.
“So you know the spirit of the archer carries every one of the arrow he is shouting”, she continued. I nodded still not really sure.
“The spirits of the people you met on your arrow are carrying it away with you, that’s why Sorina will always be with you. It doesn’t matter how close you are, it doesn’t matter if you can remember all the details clearly or if it’s blurry like a dream the spirit stronger attached to your fate never leave you. They stick to you and help you advance in life.” she said.
“But how could she help if I don’t remember”, I said.
“Because no matter how much you think you forget you never forget that much. It’s always here somewhere”, she said getting up and passing her old frail hand in my hair. “It’s just waiting to come back as soon as you will see her or will really need her. It’s not something you can have whenever you want, you need to deserve it, you need to advance on your arrow to make the spirit help you carry it.”
She walked out of the bedroom leaving me once again to my thoughts. I looked at the arrow wondering why Sorina’s spirit didn’t want me to see her. But I discovered the real meaning of Perenelle’s words sometimes later.
Perenelle opened the notebook to a white page and draw a line on it, then transformed it into an arrow.
“Here is the present, here the past and here is your future. No matter what happened in the past, the future is only connected to it by the arrow. Have you ever seen an arrow fly?” she asked.
I didn’t understand where she wanted to go but I knew I should let her take me there.
“Yes”, I said.
“So you know the spirit of the archer carries every one of the arrow he is shouting”, she continued. I nodded still not really sure.
“The spirits of the people you met on your arrow are carrying it away with you, that’s why Sorina will always be with you. It doesn’t matter how close you are, it doesn’t matter if you can remember all the details clearly or if it’s blurry like a dream the spirit stronger attached to your fate never leave you. They stick to you and help you advance in life.” she said.
“But how could she help if I don’t remember”, I said.
“Because no matter how much you think you forget you never forget that much. It’s always here somewhere”, she said getting up and passing her old frail hand in my hair. “It’s just waiting to come back as soon as you will see her or will really need her. It’s not something you can have whenever you want, you need to deserve it, you need to advance on your arrow to make the spirit help you carry it.”
She walked out of the bedroom leaving me once again to my thoughts. I looked at the arrow wondering why Sorina’s spirit didn’t want me to see her. But I discovered the real meaning of Perenelle’s words sometimes later.
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