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Barnabas Collins
Here is Katya!
Vampire Curse, to balance out the angst
*She honestly had no clue what was wrong with her. She was glad the sun had set because for some reason it hurt her. It didn't do any damage, obviously, but it still hurt.*
*Also her fangs were longer? Specifically two of them but it took her a while longer to realize that since, well, she was used to fangs.*
Reality
The closer we come to facing Lord Tepes Gerluch, the more I lie awake; the more my stomach churns; the more I am gripped by dread’s cold fingers. Shar’s realm does me no favors - cold, and lifeless...yet teeming with those things that feed on as much. The Kytons; creatures so unspeakably horrible that Hell’s torturous depravity wasn’t good enough for them. Creatures whose calm demeanor belies the delight they will take in mutilating you with religious zeal. I would revel in the victory, but I know where the souls of the depraved go; more will replace those we felled. The gods thrust power and knowledge onto me, and I don’t know how to relay it in a manner that these people will understand...my brother understands, but the rest laugh at visible religiosity; she who has been restored at our hands, mocks ‘religious types.’ I suppose I did, as well, prior to my...ascension? Whatever the hell being an oracle is. But I’m here now, seeing what this power means - but they don’t. And if I’m chosen by the gods, doesn’t that mean I have to protect these people? Do everything in my power to save lives? Or is it to restore and maintain balance? Because the loss of innocent life at Thrym’s hands makes him no better to me than the vampire we are about to fight. His acts show the same level of callous disregard for life that we are standing against; I cannot mend the wounds of a man such as him any longer. The thought of standing against Gerluch, himself, still shakes me to my core - but I know where my own moral ground lies, at the very least.
Though, I confess that I fear the final test will break us. I fear that these people...they aren’t the people who saw us through the rest of the journey, they aren’t the ones we need right now.
Those friends are dead.
And I fear that...that without them... I fear him.
if wynonna earp is really gunna end can we agree that 90% of season 3 wasn’t real?
Sitting here, lonely tomb How many years have I been so doomed? No use to think it's been so long Centuries have come and gone Yet I still await here for something more to give me back the thrill Pointless to think of a purpose here If only I could kill Never thought life would be so cold Once I was a king now Im all alone So here's to the lonely hearts cause mine is beating still Will this curse ever end? A trail of blood across the ground Another mortal Ive feasted on Though not for fun, just to survive Blood no longer tastes like wine Many a time have I tried to starve But it never seems to work Nor can I will myself to stay outside and burn beneath the light Sleep the day, stalk the night Drink the blood, fear the light Kill again, hate my ways Kill myself so hard to say So Ill go on rotting on through the years Until this curse is done Or maybe Ill someday had enough and step beneath the sun
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