Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 337

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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. After finding out that a younger version of Nicolas might not be acting with his best interest at heart, Viorel decides to leave for the north. He is now traveling with two people, Alexej who needed to get out of Praha and Irina who he accidentally rescued.

 

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

I headed toward the city centre. I wanted more information about the dragons and I wanted to know if the priest was a Jäger, what he had and what he knew about vampires. I knew it was reckless, that I didn’t need that but I didn’t have any kind of real fun since leaving Praha, stopping myself from drinking blood, letting Irina decide of most things, letting Alexej drive. I wanted to fight, to hurt someone to drink blood, to run in the night and to be myself completely again as when I had been traveling alone. It didn’t take me half the time it took to the carriage to get to the city centre. Irina’s blood was powerful indeed. I couldn’t wait to see her face at breakfast tomorrow morning I couldn’t wait to feel her apprehension of being drunk from again. I promised myself that she would cry next time, I knew what to say to girls to make them cry.

The city centre was deserted and dark, they seemed to have stop caring about lighting the lamp up in the street. The dragons seemed to have changed the behaviour of the entire city. But there was still one place where I knew I would find people at this time of the night. People were always going to church in time of crisis, human beings were so predictable. The front door was partially open, to let people know that it was unlocked. There was the welcome Latin sign at the top of the door, to tell everyone that they could enter, even vampires like me. I wondered why they needed it. Most people couldn’t read their own language, leave alone Latin. It was an invitation for the dark forces as if the priests believed that entering the church would purify someone like me. I wanted to laugh as I pushed the door open just enough to enter. People were standing listening to the priest. They were the families of the one killed by the dragons, a young girl was crying in a corner, held by a woman who wasn’t possibly her mother. There were a few kids playing quietly with little stones, sitting on the ground as if they have been forced to follow but nothing but the game seemed to concern them. There were old women, on their knees, as if it wasn’t difficult enough for them to stand they needed to be in this uncomfortable position their arms up in prayer to be heard by their god.

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