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Hello, how are you? Welcome to those of you who are new to reading my posts, this will be another "Aleh Mode", about my experiences creating stories.
Deathless
When I see humans through the window, their sweet smell, sometimes of corn, stuns me and burns my throat, perhaps because of the heat of the blood, I need it to spill a little to make it my favourite smell. I am a beast, to anyone who observes me, beyond the walls of my fortress, we are always surrounded by the same ones. Different people, who are monsters before the world, being a magical or depraved world. I didn't know when I woke up it would be like this, it wasn't my decision, no one would make it in their right mind, it's a doomed life.
The family that is not really mine, but that death gave it to me, they adopted me, I have 3 brothers, a father, two mothers and a patriarch, the grand father. When I woke up, everything affected me, the sun, the noise, my impulses, I must be a neophyte, not wanting to learn, when I remember my human self, I knew I was 22 years old, he called me Matt and lived in Alabama, we were in Boston now, I know from my grandfather all the war and slavery that existed and they were collateral damage from all this carnage.
My father james has two wives I get on better with olivia she is older being a vampire, than helena, I don't know if it is an english thing or from another culture, I honestly don't know what year it is or how long I have been like this, but I have been put to sleep a couple of times, I am not usually the life of the party, my behaviour has been volatile, my grandfather patrick was a bulgarian veteran, my father is english, both my mothers are italian and I am maybe a mix which doesn't have much explanation. Strange as it may seem Olivia and James were a couple before Patrick turned them, they died and James was her son she never saw during the war, he moved around for years and could never contact his mother, an English emigrant she found in Poland her story makes them family, her children like me are of the road, of souls in pain I suffered.
Taylor and enzo, also of unknown nationalities, who themselves decided to become Europeans, knowing nothing but the last memory of war and death. I feel partly like them with nothing but safe in this space called home, vampires are loyal, steadfast, cold and perhaps impulsive, love for us is difficult, getting someone into this life is not easy, as you say you have no soul, heart and life. I think I loved once and I don't remember if her scent was like candyfloss, she was brown with grey eyes a strange combination, toasted skin and heart-shaped lips, sweet and explosive, 19 years old, Morgan, I had a book where the MM was our code, fever and hunger, war all went against our epic adventure.
I will never be normal, I will not die and I will remain a predator more skilled, faster than a human, my condemnation is perhaps to be alone and live this way, with a family that saved me in their own way, but never like me no. I will never be normal, I will never die and I will remain a predator more skilled, faster than a human.
Hola como estan! , bienvenidos a los que son nuevos leyendo mis post, este será otro " Modo Aleh ", sobre mis experiencias creando historias.
Sin muerte
Cuando veo humanos por la ventana, su olor dulzón, a veces a maÃz, me aturde y me quema la garganta, quizás por el calor de la sangre, necesito que se derrame un poco para que sea mi olor favorito. Soy una bestia, para cualquiera que me observe, más allá de los muros de mi fortaleza, siempre estamos rodeados de los mismos. Personas diferentes, que son monstruos ante el mundo, siendo un mundo mágico o depravado. No sabÃa cuando desperté que serÃa asÃ, no fue mi decisión, nadie lo harÃa en su sano juicio, es una vida condenada.
La familia que en realidad no es mÃa, pero que la muerte me la dio, me adoptaron, tengo 3 hermanos, un padre, dos madres y un patriarca, el abuelo. Cuando desperté, todo me afectaba, el sol, el ruido, mis impulsos, debo ser un neófito, sin querer aprender, cuando recuerdo mi yo humano, supe que tenÃa 22 años, me llamaba Matt y vivÃa en Alabama, ahora estábamos en Boston, sé por mi abuelo toda la guerra y la esclavitud que existió y ellos fueron daños colaterales de toda esta carnicerÃa
Mi padre james tiene dos esposas me llevo mejor con olivia ella es mayor siendo vampira, que helena, no se si es cosa de ingleses o de otra cultura, sinceramente no se que año es ni cuanto tiempo llevo asi, pero me han dormido un par de veces, no suelo ser el alma de la fiesta, mi comportamiento ha sido volátil, mi abuelo patrick era un veterano búlgaro, mi padre es inglés, mis dos madres son italianas y yo soy quizás una mezcla que no tiene mucha explicación. Por extraño que parezca Olivia y James eran pareja antes de que Patrick los convirtiera, murieron y James era su hijo al que nunca vio durante la guerra, se mudó durante años y nunca pudo contactar con su madre, una emigrante inglesa que encontró en Polonia su historia los hace familia, sus hijos como yo son del camino, de almas en pena que sufren. Taylor y enzo, también de nacionalidades desconocidas, que ellos mismos decidieron hacerse europeos, sin conocer nada más que el último recuerdo de la guerra y la muerte. Me siento en parte como ellos sin nada mas que seguridad en este espacio llamado hogar, los vampiros somos leales, firmes, frios y tal vez impulsivos, el amor para nosotros es dificil, meter a alguien en esta vida no es facil, como tu dices no tienes alma, corazon y vida. Creo que amé una vez y no recuerdo si su aroma era como a caramelo de azúcar, era morena con ojos grises una extraña combinación, piel tostada y labios en forma de corazón, dulce y explosiva, 19 años, Morgan, tenÃa un libro donde el MM era nuestro código, la fiebre y el hambre, la guerra todo iba en contra de nuestra épica aventura.
Nunca seré normal, no moriré y seguiré siendo un depredador más hábil, más rápido que un humano, mi condena quizás sea estar solo y vivir asÃ, con una familia que me salvó a su manera, pero nunca como yo mismo.
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