Friday, March 24, 2017

Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 114

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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

You paid those men to attack you, that’s why you didn’t yell when they attacked but you yelled the second time when they were attacked, you meant to get the money for yourself.” I said.
It was becoming clearer and clearer to me, once the smell of perfume and fear were overcome, I could feel the disease spreading inside of her. She was going to die soon for her bad choices. She started to laugh hysterically. She wasn’t beautiful anymore, her hatred of this world was reading on her face. One part of me wanted to pity her and the other part wanted to hurt her for being so weak, then I remembered, I had wanted her to feel the way I had felt when the vampires had taken everything that mattered to me away from me including my memory but the more I was looking at her the more I knew that those kind of deep and profound feelings would never reach a hardened heard like her. I walked around the room to the window. Heavy deep blue curtains were hanging in front of it but they hadn’t yet been closed for the night. I needed fresh air and I needed to get out here. She was still proffering insanity to me but I couldn’t even bother to listen to her. I feel attracted by the moon light. I widely opened the window the air of Praha filled the room, it was fresh and revigoring, I could smeel the blood coming down from the streets we had left, I could hear the steps of the policeman and I could hear them talk. They weren’t far, they were too close, I was feeling a bit uneasy, she could say anything about me. I walked out on the balcony uneasy, there were some stairs going down, it was my way to escape. She kept on welling at me, of course she wanted something that I ha never any intension to give but now I had decided that she could keep her wicked life. That’s when I saw it, the full moon staring at me in all it’s brightness. It seemed to be calling for me. I hasted my way down, I needed to go home before it happened. I knew that I could change when I had met my horse for the first time but I wasn’t really sure that it was a memory, it could as well have been a dream. I had never read anywhere about vampire transformation. The only report of it was tales and it was pretty foggy as well. I forced myself not to look at the moon, I walked along the street, as close to the houses as I could, I avoided to walk in the moon light. I had chosen the worse night to go out, Nicolas was probably still angry at me. This had really chosen the right moment to happen.

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  1. I always can't wait to see where this story goes next. Viorel is so elegant in a way. And your writing of this story is, too.

    1. Thanks. I'm starting to think that maybe someday, I'll have a book out of this story.