Blood

Blood is one of the most precious things out there. It represents life and essence. It is used in many ancient rituals and rites. It is derived from the most revered spirit, Lady Existence herself.

That is why my kind and I desire it so. We were created to guard those with blood in the ‘tween hours of dawn and dusk for that is when we are truly alive.

But as with any race created by the Divine we have our flaws, we are vulnerable during the day and the night. And they hate us… the humans…. All because of one mistake that changed our destiny; one small incident changed and altered our fates.

Many centuries before I was created, one of us… his name was Blo’den; was provoked into a brawl with a human. Needless to say he won. The human died. And since then we have been persecuted, publicly humiliated and hunted down. The humans treat us no better than animals…. This is what caused so many of us to turn…. To become what they feared…. But there are a few of us, who are loyal to the old ways; who choose to protect the humans. But this becomes a continuously harder and harder task; as we meet strong opposition on both sides. Humans are such suspicious creatures by nature and my own kind… we have our own problems, our own sides.

There was a time when we co-operated, worked as one towards a common goal. Once we were strong. Now… we are scattered, blown into the wind. And we are being picked off one by one… by our own and by the humans.

Death is no longer a respected, celebrated, occurrence; Death is now our reality….