A Break from the Family

 

I think its time to return to the planet of my birth, to forsake all others and wander the streets that are so familiar to me.  My heart so heavy with the events that have recently unfolded in Sosaria… so much death there… my soul feels tainted.

The love that Marius has clearly displayed for the young Mary Drown chips away at any happiness that I felt being so close to him.  I could deal with Pandora, well… somewhat deal.  But to add to that, it is just too much.

I tried to seek my own passions, focusing on my budding business that I will surely continue with all the designer friends that I have back on Earth.  But even that couldn’t keep my despair hidden. 

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A girl’s trip to Earth…

When you think of a wedding, what is the first thing that pops into everyone’s mind? The dress. That’s right, and being that I am now expanding into women’s wear with my already wildly successful children’s wear, I had all the connections that would be needed to ensure that Merida Douglas has the dress of her absolute dreams.  I called in old favors in Venice, Milan, and Rome — houses of the some of the world’s most famous designers.

So I encouraged Merida to come along on a girl’s trip to Earth… she was hesitant at first; having anxiety over the portals to and from Earth.  That magic was one that was mostly Earth-driven, not Sosarian so it did scare Merida a little.  We prepared for the journey.  The portal is almost instant, at least to the traveler’s eyes, but in essence its a 5 hour journey.  Back in the day it used to take over 30 hours; the magic has greatly improved.  But to us it seemed like a wink.  We did however feel the jet lag once we arrived.

The Eiffel Tower, Paris, FranceThe portal from the city of Umbra takes us straight to our Palisades in Paris.  I showed her our compound and the Catacombs underneath, which are very similar to the Catacombs I had shown her before underneath Vamp’s Lair.  She settled in and then we strolled out into this great big world that for her seemed like a storybook tale.  As we ascended up the elevator of the Palais de Chaillot, which has underground tunnels to our Palisades, I could feel the excitement permeating off of Merida and the first thing she ever saw was the grand magnificence of the Eiffel Tower straight ahead just as the dusk set in.  What an introduction to a world she barely remembered!  Her mouth dropped, she stood inhumanely still unable to say a word. Her silvery eyes absorbed every inch of the structure that stood in front of her.

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Armand’s Birthday

Click for full view.Being that only a few of us actually remember their birthdays, I have always been a stickler for celebrating Armand’s birthday.  Some years I forget, which he doesn’t seem to mind, but most of the years of our eternity together I have been keen to remember. We kind of see it as a celebration for all of us. We usually celebrate it in varying ways every year… sometimes its a big blow out, sometimes its just the two of us chatting and laughing in one of our many properties.

This year I decided, since Merida is now going to be part of our family,  that we should throw a big party for all the vampires of the region and have it at Armand’s newly built home here in Sosaria, Villa Vizcaya.  I know that he and Merida have been hard at work getting the home together, getting it ready for visitors. Armand painstakingly worked with Amroth to design a home with Merida, and maybe a little bit of me, in mind. Merida’s passion lies in her gardening, mine in my eye for fashion.  Both were incorporated nicely into the home.  Merida has her own office where she can quietly work on her lesson plans and grade papers without much interruptions and I have my own personal design studio for all my fashions which now include women’s wear in addition to children’s wear.  As a gift, Merida went out and bought all new painting easels, brushes, paints, canvases, and art supplies and set Armand up his very own painter’s studio on the balcony. We’re both hoping it inspires him to return to the art he so loved, so long ago.

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A Sad Farewell

cemeteryMy dear Marius suffers, my maker, my lover, my teacher…  his pain is shared by all of his progeny.  It is my hope that Pandora is deep within the earth, unable to pick up what we do or her efforts to buy us time would have been in vain.

But for now we must say goodbye to one of our own, a child. Pandora’s child. A child that for years did not know who or what she was. She only knew that she shared this affliction with her twin sister and that all around her, her human family was aging and dying, yet her own development was severely slowed. A child that was finally among others that understood her, that loved her, that wanted her, and that taught her. She was coming into her own, having been trained by the best of us, but a child none the less. Marius’ daughter.

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