12.15
I decided to start keeping a log of things that are now happening in my life. Perhaps because I fear I'll wake up one morning and it'll all be taken away from me, maybe because eventually I will return home and would like to tell my family of the happens while I was away,or perhaps one day I will hear the pitter patter of little feet running through the estate and I will have someone to tell my story to.
Although, I doubt that will ever be possible. I wonder if Wolvie wants more children. Will he dismiss me if he finds out I cannot have them? Although I am curious to know if perhaps I can, now that my body seems to be able to repair itself, with the aid of Wolvie's blood. It would be quite an emotional thing to carry a child midterm and loose it if this whole experiment with his blood does not work out for me. I am not sure if I could go through that again. Its not that I wanted to have Draven's child before... we were kids ourselves but its hard to have something and then suddenly its taken away from me. I think that is what drove us apart. Although, I am happy because we were not in love... not the way I feel love now.
Speaking of which, Wolvie and I bonded a few nights ago. In semi-traditional vampiric ways. Although I did not turn him, we are still bonded. I wonder what everyone back home would have to say. I always was the wild child, the one stirring up trouble, they'd love this. Something scandalous for them to chew on. I can't help but smirk. I never thought I could enjoy life and get by without the familiar surroundings of my sect, but I think I am doing just fine. I like being free and being able to choose to do what I want and when. I am free to experiment the jagged edges of my life and walk the fine line of what is safe and what might kill me. I think back home the people worried to much about dying rather than focusing on living. If I died tomorrow I could say that I have truly experienced love and happiness. Wolvie has given me all of that in a matter of weeks. Even when death claims me, I know I will always see his blue tourmaline eyes watching over me as they always do now.
Wolvie and I have so many differences, but we are both so much alike. I feel like I'm looking into a mirror sometimes. We are both so stubborn, yet so passionate. So intense, yet so gentle. He balances me out and I him, I have found my life mate. I know that if I were to loose him, I could not go on living. Not to mention that I am completely dependant upon him and his blood. Without it I fear I will become weaker and will not be able to recover any longer from injury and those of the past will start to reappear. Wolvinator is a busy man, he cannot always be around. Soon I plan to start working on a machine that will cycle his blood for me. I will take it from him and run it through a machine that will work much like ones heart and keep it filtered and liquefied and nice and warm, oh how I hate stale blood. With this new technology I will always be able to have his blood fresh and available, even if we must be apart for any length of time. I wonder how he will feel about this.
I am still learning my way around the estate and also finding much trouble for myself, but Wolvie is always patient and kind with me, even when I break things or set off alarms. I am thankful for that, as I tend to be quite clumsy at times.
I think this is a good start to my new journal, for now I shall close, but I will return later. I have a feeling you and I will be good friends dearest pen and paper, you are really all I have aside from him. You two are the only ones I can spill my heart to.
I decided to start keeping a log of things that are now happening in my life. Perhaps because I fear I'll wake up one morning and it'll all be taken away from me, maybe because eventually I will return home and would like to tell my family of the happens while I was away,or perhaps one day I will hear the pitter patter of little feet running through the estate and I will have someone to tell my story to.
Although, I doubt that will ever be possible. I wonder if Wolvie wants more children. Will he dismiss me if he finds out I cannot have them? Although I am curious to know if perhaps I can, now that my body seems to be able to repair itself, with the aid of Wolvie's blood. It would be quite an emotional thing to carry a child midterm and loose it if this whole experiment with his blood does not work out for me. I am not sure if I could go through that again. Its not that I wanted to have Draven's child before... we were kids ourselves but its hard to have something and then suddenly its taken away from me. I think that is what drove us apart. Although, I am happy because we were not in love... not the way I feel love now.
Speaking of which, Wolvie and I bonded a few nights ago. In semi-traditional vampiric ways. Although I did not turn him, we are still bonded. I wonder what everyone back home would have to say. I always was the wild child, the one stirring up trouble, they'd love this. Something scandalous for them to chew on. I can't help but smirk. I never thought I could enjoy life and get by without the familiar surroundings of my sect, but I think I am doing just fine. I like being free and being able to choose to do what I want and when. I am free to experiment the jagged edges of my life and walk the fine line of what is safe and what might kill me. I think back home the people worried to much about dying rather than focusing on living. If I died tomorrow I could say that I have truly experienced love and happiness. Wolvie has given me all of that in a matter of weeks. Even when death claims me, I know I will always see his blue tourmaline eyes watching over me as they always do now.
Wolvie and I have so many differences, but we are both so much alike. I feel like I'm looking into a mirror sometimes. We are both so stubborn, yet so passionate. So intense, yet so gentle. He balances me out and I him, I have found my life mate. I know that if I were to loose him, I could not go on living. Not to mention that I am completely dependant upon him and his blood. Without it I fear I will become weaker and will not be able to recover any longer from injury and those of the past will start to reappear. Wolvinator is a busy man, he cannot always be around. Soon I plan to start working on a machine that will cycle his blood for me. I will take it from him and run it through a machine that will work much like ones heart and keep it filtered and liquefied and nice and warm, oh how I hate stale blood. With this new technology I will always be able to have his blood fresh and available, even if we must be apart for any length of time. I wonder how he will feel about this.
I am still learning my way around the estate and also finding much trouble for myself, but Wolvie is always patient and kind with me, even when I break things or set off alarms. I am thankful for that, as I tend to be quite clumsy at times.
I think this is a good start to my new journal, for now I shall close, but I will return later. I have a feeling you and I will be good friends dearest pen and paper, you are really all I have aside from him. You two are the only ones I can spill my heart to.