VAMPYR
by Sara Steinacher
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Dearest Dairy,
Hello, Hello, it's quite a while since I wrote last... I am dating someone
new... His name is Armand... he's from Paris. He is the most handsome man
I have ever met and for the first time in my life I can't just wiggle and
get my way... It's a challenge... He's the only man EVER to not just
give in to me right away! I think he'll keep me happy for quite some
time. I won't get board with him around... We'll he'll be here soon, so
I'll close for now!
Brigette May 12 1992
Dearest Dairy,
Hello again. I have the most horrible thing to tell you. Armand is... well
, I saw him kill a man. It was awful. I saw him grab the man's head and
yank it down to his chest... I ran then...
But, I still need to see him. There's something about him. He seems
almost board with ME! He may be a murderer but he still attracts me. I
must be with him!
Brigette, May 13, 1992
Dearest Dairy,
This will be my last entry for a while... I found out why Armand is
immune to my "charms". He doesn't need me in the way most men do... I feel
faint. He took from me tonight... my essence... Ican still feel him.
He reached for me, took me in his arms and kissed me gently. I remember
swaying in his arms. It felt so good. (I still feel him.) He licked my
neck and stroked my cheeks, his hands roamed all over me, loving my
breast with his chilled flesh. He ran his tounge over my belly, dripping
into my navel and lightly nibbling on my hip. He let his hands creep up
into my head and hold it firmly. He raised himself to my lips and kissed
me hard... Almost too hard... As he did I felt his hardness slip inside
me... He was cool... hard but cool. In the extacy of the evening I never
even felt the bite... but the marks are there now... (I feel faint)...
Brigette, May 14, 1992
Dearest Dairy,
It's been quite some time since I wrote. I stopped seeing Armand, rather
I tried to. He kept coming and coming... It seems he is not so immune to
me as I thought. One night he confessed to me as to the meaning of the
marks on my breats, neck and hip... He took more of my blood tonight...
almost all of it...(I am dying) He gave me some of his... or was it my
blood, he drank mine then gave to me of it from him... It felt wonderful ,
yet, I feel parisitic. He told me I am now Vampyr... I hate him for what
he's done, he said he loves me.. That, THAT was why he took me and made
me... I hate him...
Brigette, June 3, 1992
Dearest Dairy,
Over the last year or so I have grown to love Armand... like me other...
he feeds my soul and my body. He introdused me to a young man today, His
name is Mark. He has a sister, Emily. I like them both...Armand and I
will enjoy our games with them...
Brigette, June 18, 1993
Dearest Dairy,
Armand will die. I never ment to fall in love with Emily and Mark, but I did.
I love their mortal souls, their angst and creativity... now those
elements are gone. I hate Armand. He have them to another of his creatures...
he gave them to Susanna. I hate HIM! He took my darlings and gave them to
a slut of a Vampyr... He will die...
Brigette, July 6 1993
Dearest Dairy,
I am alone now, not by my hand, but by Susanna's. She wanted him all for
herself. Armand threw me out. When it became apparent to Susanna that he
could never have just one woman, she killed him...by fire and sunlight... but
she ended up killing herself as well... I am alone, I know of no other
Vampyr...
Brigette, August 12, 1993
Dearest Dairy,
I have a date tonight. I am so happy, his name is Misha, he is even more
handsome then Armand... I think I will not be alone for long...
Brigette, November 11, 1994
