and will be prepared, should it encounter this disease again.
Amazing, interesting and baffling , isn’t it. In my head, I can see an army of grim faced little cells, armed with mallets and shields, doinking the heads of a similar army, of black, gooey blobs with fangs, (everything bad has fangs, except for Uncle, mother, father and Zak). I don’t even know if doinking is a word, but it should be! Ha, I seriously worry if I am going completely and irrevocably looney tunes, Amica!
On a serious note, we formerly said goodbye to our Leandra last night. Even the boys, Lupe , and Anne, managed to sit up as my Uncle wrapped her in gauze, and swore to commit her back into the earth. Uncle took her, and will bury her far from here, but that doesn’t matter. She will be all around us, in the wind and the ground, the sea and the stars. Garok’s sister and family are also part of nature again, and they will continue.
I don ’t feel so gut wrenchingly angry with Garok anymore. I have to admit that he was superb yesterday, in every way. Don’t get carried away friend! I am not in love with him again. I just think he showed great courage, and inner strength, yesterday, in his dealings with the boys and Lupe. He was brave and kind, and he has nice eyes; that is all!
Going back to my Uncle, I noticed he was extremely agitated last night. He had reason to be, I know, with all that went wrong yesterday, but it was more than that. I know my Uncle, and I sensed something more was bothering him.
He left us about twice the amount of food he normally does , and he left Garok with a bag of personal things, that I haven’t been allowed to see yet. Garok used it as a pillow last night, so my plan to dive into it this morning, went out of the non-existent window.
There is an uneasy feeling in my heart Amica; the future is a long, long time , and when you have no idea of what it contains, your mind fills it in for you. My mind torments me, with visions of bloodshed and pain, starvation and savagery. I can’t see any peace for a long time, if ever! Does that make me a pessimist? I want so much just to live a normal life, with those I love around me. I want that for everyone, even some Vampires if they are good.
Chapter Six
DISEMBODIED VOICE, THE JOURNEY AND THE WELL
I wonder if it will ever be possible for Vamps and Humans to live together peacefully. Can a predator have enough self-control to live with its prey, without harming it? I think too much, so many questions all of the time, I’m giving myself a headache. Seriously, I can hear buzzing or something…
‘ YOU MUST LEAVE!’ Who is that? Everyone is asleep but I can hear a voice.
‘ AECIA, YOU MUST LEAVE THE CAVE TODAY. You and your friends are in danger.’
All right, what the hell is going on? Am I going mad? Nobody else seems to hear anything. My God, it is the same voice that warned me to get out of the main hall in the Ordinatio.
‘Who are you?’
‘ What?’
I must have said that out loud and I ’ve woken Anne of all people!
‘ Nothing, sorry to wake you, just half asleep then Anne and chattering on in a dream.’
‘ Oh, well I was going to get up now anyway, I’ll put some water on. How is everyone this morning?’
‘ Well, they are still asleep, but they are not writhing in pain anymore. I think they are cooler too; they may have got over the worst.’
The voice has stopped now, I have to get outside and see if whoever it is , speaks to my mind again.
‘ Aecia.’
Orianna is awake now too. Hells bells! What do you have to do to get a bit of privac y around here? Go to the toilet that’s what!
‘ I’m just going outside to the loo Anne, won’t be long.’
Our loo is one of two deep holes we have created for that purpose, and they are to the right of the mountain. Not posh I know, but we used to sleep in a pit or hang in a warehouse so it’s as good as a throne to us. Orianna is following me, I should have known. It’s okay, I
Amazing, interesting and baffling , isn’t it. In my head, I can see an army of grim faced little cells, armed with mallets and shields, doinking the heads of a similar army, of black, gooey blobs with fangs, (everything bad has fangs, except for Uncle, mother, father and Zak). I don’t even know if doinking is a word, but it should be! Ha, I seriously worry if I am going completely and irrevocably looney tunes, Amica!
On a serious note, we formerly said goodbye to our Leandra last night. Even the boys, Lupe , and Anne, managed to sit up as my Uncle wrapped her in gauze, and swore to commit her back into the earth. Uncle took her, and will bury her far from here, but that doesn’t matter. She will be all around us, in the wind and the ground, the sea and the stars. Garok’s sister and family are also part of nature again, and they will continue.
I don ’t feel so gut wrenchingly angry with Garok anymore. I have to admit that he was superb yesterday, in every way. Don’t get carried away friend! I am not in love with him again. I just think he showed great courage, and inner strength, yesterday, in his dealings with the boys and Lupe. He was brave and kind, and he has nice eyes; that is all!
Going back to my Uncle, I noticed he was extremely agitated last night. He had reason to be, I know, with all that went wrong yesterday, but it was more than that. I know my Uncle, and I sensed something more was bothering him.
He left us about twice the amount of food he normally does , and he left Garok with a bag of personal things, that I haven’t been allowed to see yet. Garok used it as a pillow last night, so my plan to dive into it this morning, went out of the non-existent window.
There is an uneasy feeling in my heart Amica; the future is a long, long time , and when you have no idea of what it contains, your mind fills it in for you. My mind torments me, with visions of bloodshed and pain, starvation and savagery. I can’t see any peace for a long time, if ever! Does that make me a pessimist? I want so much just to live a normal life, with those I love around me. I want that for everyone, even some Vampires if they are good.
Chapter Six
DISEMBODIED VOICE, THE JOURNEY AND THE WELL
I wonder if it will ever be possible for Vamps and Humans to live together peacefully. Can a predator have enough self-control to live with its prey, without harming it? I think too much, so many questions all of the time, I’m giving myself a headache. Seriously, I can hear buzzing or something…
‘ YOU MUST LEAVE!’ Who is that? Everyone is asleep but I can hear a voice.
‘ AECIA, YOU MUST LEAVE THE CAVE TODAY. You and your friends are in danger.’
All right, what the hell is going on? Am I going mad? Nobody else seems to hear anything. My God, it is the same voice that warned me to get out of the main hall in the Ordinatio.
‘Who are you?’
‘ What?’
I must have said that out loud and I ’ve woken Anne of all people!
‘ Nothing, sorry to wake you, just half asleep then Anne and chattering on in a dream.’
‘ Oh, well I was going to get up now anyway, I’ll put some water on. How is everyone this morning?’
‘ Well, they are still asleep, but they are not writhing in pain anymore. I think they are cooler too; they may have got over the worst.’
The voice has stopped now, I have to get outside and see if whoever it is , speaks to my mind again.
‘ Aecia.’
Orianna is awake now too. Hells bells! What do you have to do to get a bit of privac y around here? Go to the toilet that’s what!
‘ I’m just going outside to the loo Anne, won’t be long.’
Our loo is one of two deep holes we have created for that purpose, and they are to the right of the mountain. Not posh I know, but we used to sleep in a pit or hang in a warehouse so it’s as good as a throne to us. Orianna is following me, I should have known. It’s okay, I
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