A Vampire’s Tale of Love and Suffering
Chapter 1: The Turning
A Halloween Special: The Pilot Episode
An Attempt on Poetic Novels
By: Julian Corvinus Javier
Date: October 31, 2011 @ 9:04PM GMT +8

This novel attempt is but a draft as of yet. the title, the story line, and the characters are also subject to change. So, please bear with the cliches of chapter 1. If you wish you can treat chapter 1 as a prologue. Enjoy and thank you for reading. Have a nice halloween!

~ Corvinus ~
CHAPTER 1: The Turning


It was a cold and well lit night
The full moon was shining proud and bright
alone I was walking under the city lights
Self-contemplating, oblivious of everything else in sight


Finding no more purpose and no more reason to live
Finding no one with love to give
With nothing more to lose and nothing more to believe
Confused, wishing to die while still wishing to live


Unbeknownst of the presence that is inkling
The presence of the death dealer watching
In my wavering state I have been found wanting
Caught in the eyes of the hunter that was stalking


In the blink of an eye, even with all might, I was easily captured
Gazing upon her crimson eyes like that of a Raven’s,
I was weakened and mesmerized like was hypnotized
My strength and my will became like that of a ship that was capsized


Piercing my flesh draining me of life slowly
Savouring every ounce feeding off the life in me
then halting suddenly, she looks at me as if with mercy
Little did I know that she found me worthy
To cease being the hunted and be like the great hunter that is She
Weakened as I was, I passed out slowly


feeling a dead coldness as I awakened
still intensely pale and weakened
There she was staring at me around the bend
In an instant she was beside me


Piercing her skin compelling me to feed
Feeling this intense weakness and hunger in me
I succumbed to the temptation and fed voraciously
With the desire of draining every ounce of her intently
Enough! She exclaimed weakly
I stopped hesitantly while she fell weakened quickly


After a moment of feeding
I felt intense pain and agony as if I was burning
Then she tells me that I am dying
That from the inside I was virulently changing
Slowly dying to be reborn cursed with life unending
To be reborn as a corrupted being


In that moment I saw Lord Death visiting me
And then he waved goodbye saying he will never ever come back for me
With a sudden rush I opened my eyes like a newborn child
Then a sudden influx of ardour to feed filled me


Reborn with thirst for crimson blood that which is unquenchable
And hunger that which is insatiable
Seizing to be the hunted and becoming the hunter, the monster
Clever, beautiful, and alluring with sophistication that which is incomprehensible


Forever wandering
Constantly stalking
Constantly preying
Constantly hunting
Constantly waiting for a killing
Constantly thirsting for a blood letting


Cursed to always remember what has passed
Cursed to witness what the future may pass
Cursed to see what’s currently at hand
A soul damned to forever roam the land


To be continued…


Gazing upon her crimson eyes like that of a Raven’s, I was weakened and mesmerized, like was hypnotized. My strength and my will became like that of a ship that was capsized.


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