What is surely to be an interesting opportunity quickens my resolve to continue my work.
Piper Vale walked back into our lives. But no this wasn’t the same Piper I used to know. This was Piper the Vampire. Vampirism having stripped her of her witchery, she was now accustomed to her new reality, but was she? She talked of the struggles she’s had to work to overcome and how difficult it had been. But of course, Ashiok had made her vampire and all but left her to her own devices. Surely, at her own request; she’s stubborn like that. She thought she could handle it on her own, being around vampires the majority of her life. But by her own admission, she had underestimated the importance of a good sire. As most of us do, for one reason or another. Now she felt a bit lost, a bit overwhelmed, and certainly a bit lonely. She needed a vampire that could educate her, guide her, mentor her.
Of course, I offered her to become my protego. This was Piper. Our Piper. I would not leave her to suffer and have her grow to be unstable. That’s what happens without a proper sireship. But the memory of Piper would surely evoke other memories, especially for Pandora. She was afterall the woman that brought Brelynn and Saralyn to us, helped us raise them, developed us into actual parents. Everytime we look at her, we’re reminded of what we lost.