15 August 2012
It was a dark night this night and an old soul was preparing for a long over due sleep. He walked into his home and saw that his love was already in the world of dreams, awaiting their reunion. He gazed at her and she looked beautiful in her nightwear, silently asleep in their bed. His eyes traced the curves of her body, up to her peaceful face and resting on her soft red lips, taking in her beauty before deciding to check the security of his home. They had met while he journeyed east a long time ago, instantly captivated by her sensual singing voice as she performed on a stage in a small club. It was at that time that he knew he had found his love, someone to share his passions, his despair, his journey and his world.
As he walked the hallway checking that the windows were secured, he considered his waking moments. You see, though he looked young, vibrant and full of life, he had lived and walked the Earth for centuries. He was twenty one when he discovered his immortality, his gift and curse, and since then he has survived and observed. He watched as men waged war against men, fighting in the name of their teachers and beliefs; and they called it a crusade. He thought it a horrible thing, especially since he had met their teachers and knew that the actions of the followers was not the message. Still the war presented an excellent opportunity for him. You see this man was not Human at all, he was Vampyre but like all creatures of Earth, with time he had changed and evolved.
When he was twenty one, he was killed and awoke a different being. He was brimming with desires and a deep hunger nagged his mind and body. And so cast out from his world and sentenced to death he sought vengeance on those who had persecuted him, drinking their blood to satiate his desires. Over time, he realised that vengeance did not serve to ease his suffering and his desires had in fact grown and his thoughts were almost always on feeding. And so it was that the man fed on crusaders and defenders alike, the peasants were the only ones safe from him. When he fed his prey became paralysed unable to move with all their previous thoughts of terror absent and he felt only their bliss.
One day he read a book and a seed of an idea became implanted in his mind, the infinite one. He considered this and saw similarities to the ideas in many faiths around the world but he wondered for an immortal being as himself what use is faith... However, he pondered this and many other ideas, going days without feeding and simply observing Humanity. With his thinking, his desires evolved and his hunger was no longer as deep as before, so he decided on abstinence. This went on for years and he watched as the so called sacred ground switched hands, while the followers and crusaders, forgot completely the message of peace taught by their teachers. The man thought that the message was simple, aspire for one love and peace but all that he witnessed was hurt, pain and suffering.
He had already secured the back entrance to his home and now he keyed in electronic commands for the front entrance and building security. As he returned to his other, he considered himself. They called him Vampyre but he felt and thought more Human than many, however, he had observed that his experience of any emotion was always more intense. He did not know how he became this way and even though he had considered the ideas of one Vampyre turning another, he had no recollection of any such event. To the best of his knowledge he was simply born this way and try as much as he did, he found no explanation for his existence. He wondered if perhaps the search for an explanation was the point itself... (tbc...)
© 2012 by Pthasse Amadeus
Human Pt. 1 • Opuss № I