oooh, this is the hard part.
I'm a firey, fiesty nature loving soul, I am pretty laid back, when there's nothing going on. I like reading, of course I do most of my reading online, I am the youngest of 7 children, - 5 brothers, 1 sister and I was born and raised in MS,and a bit of a jokerster & prankster, in my family, you learned to be that way ...but I did get it Honestly..."Thanks Dad", for making me the person I am today!
I enjoy weekend getaways, travel, or just hangin' out and having friends over to grill out. I work with my brother in interior/exterior(some landscaping). I am also an event coordinator for the MS PPD, which I put on several events (ie findraisers, picnic's & Raffles) and of course the main PPD Autumn Fest gathering in September usually around the Fall Equinox and when I'm not doing that..I'm working wide open on my haunt.
Actually....
I'm back from the underworld, I have been away for a long time, now I'm walking the earth, hungry and thirsty looking for fresh meat and warm blood..."Bartender.. Make mine a double and My Meat RARE".
I wander around looking for victims.. uuuh friends to eat.. uuh meet. I am looking forward to meeating all the spooks, ghouls, and witches here. Come, Sit for a Spell..Come if you Dare...But don't come alone, bring a friend...Someone may have to run for help!
Muaaaaaaahhhhhhh
Until Then My Children,
I Bid You All
My Nightmares
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Vampyre
On a dark spiritless night a thick gray cloud can be seen hovering over the horizon giving way to a creeping mist,followed by a low moan mixed with the sounds of a howling wolf and a screaming eagle.
You can almost hear the voices of ancient ancestors whispering secrets into the myst; tales of the ecstasy of the hunt, not just
the infinite pleasure of the kill. Suddenly, the crescendo of hissing secrets is drowned out by the rustling of a chill, though calming breeze slipping softly through the Cedar trees of the forest.
And there you see her, sitting like a strange illusion glowing a luminescent shade of bluish-white, smiling eerily. It almost makes you forget yourself,
Almost..
Until suddenly the moonlight glints wildly upon the two pronounced canines within her strange pouting lips, and when you look up to search her eyes to see what kind of creature she might be, you find two smoldering orbs, hollow. . . haunted? with tiny waves of blue-light gently pulsing over the pupils of what once were the windows to her Soul.
She is Vampyre.
A hybrid of sorts, though nothing human remains of her to claim the Earth as once being her home. She is speaking plaintively, softly whispering into the mysts of the night. .
Out of the Mysts of Darkness I rise
As Death sits behind me and sighs
Tells me he wants me and other such lies
And the truth is convincing until I see his eyes
For I know the truth is I am not his prize.
Darkness overwhelms me and there is no light
And in this cold stark night of deepest black
Ever searching, I find there is no way back
That I might lay down my weary head
And stop this heart so full of dread.
My mind bleak as the coldest winter land
With a sorrow so deep not even a saving hand
Can lift me up and set me free, For I am damned to this hunger for eternity.
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