Most of my kind are monsters, that are the very bane of my existence. Just like what is happening in this town.
[Private]
While I’d never admit it aloud, this town is only home to me now because of one person and should she ever leave, I would surely follow. As much as I prefer how the vampires here treat me, they are far too possessive for my good. It’s not safe here, not for Elizabeth nor Victoria, nor for Delia’s young. New Orleans was a safe haven for all kinds, once upon a time. Now it is danger and chaos, and as much as my soul finds comfort in it, it finds far more unrest.














