Friday, May 18, 2018

Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 173

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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. Viorel discovered that he can change into a wolf but that's not the easiest thing to handle.

Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week

As I arrived home there was no light in the kitchen. Nicolas and Perenelle had probably gone to bed without even noticing that I was gone. If Nicolas didn’t work tonight it could mean two things, one that he was very tired which was the less likely seeing that he could work for four days straight with almost no sleep, two, that he had come to a very critical point on something and that his busy scientific mind refused to let him take anymore step toward the completion of his goal in which case he had recour to some trick for the mind during his sleep. I would have bet on the later. I walked to my room quickly making sure not to make noise and awake them. I was feeling tired. It had been a very busy night again and I needed to rest for the trip tomorrow. I hadn’t seen my horse in a while and I needed to buy a second one. I took of my clothes and fold them carefully before laying in bed. I would need to wash them before going, the smell of the dead body I had carried was still on them. I closed my eyes for a second and something stroked me. I hadn’t noticed it before but as I drunk the girl’s blood, there was nothing coming to my mind. Her blood was sweet and I felt the strength rushing inside of me but there wasn’t any thought linking my mind to hers. It was as if I had drunk something empty. I wonder how it was possible. I tried to convinced myself that it was due to drinking so much blood from men before having her as a sweet desert but it didn’t feel quite right. Why she hadn’t fought me was also puzzling me? I turned on my side and huddled in my blanket. I was already way to hot but I couldn’t bear to sleep without being cover, as if the blanket was protecting me from an invisible enemy. In this position I quickly fell asleep.

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