As I do most days I find myself pondering my existance.Long ago people stopped believing in night creatures. We became charectors in movies and jokes on dark nights. As months, years and decades passed people forgot. We were once royalty.
I don’t hunt for your blood as my ancestors. I don’t kill your animals. And no I can not change you and make you live forever. If you were ever gona be one of us you would awaken yourself without my help. Do I drink blood? Yes. But I get it from donors people who know of my royal ancestory.
I walk among you. The sun It will not kill me. I ponder my existance and I wonder why you don’t ponder yours. You listen to myths and watch movies as if your in a place of worship. So when we become strong and ban together and join as one. You will come at us with your garlic and wooden stakes. And hope for sun light. While we laugh. Because then we will hunt you and want your blood. And there will be no more pretending to be like you.