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In his room away from Daloki, away from the servants and those that truly cared for him and those that had been made to care for him, he sat. No bothersome breathing, beats of the heart, nothing but perfect eternal silence.

Then he knew it was coming, it had stayed on the periphery watching and waiting, Joyfully dodging the probing of the Weaver, the Carol thing and Daloki. Everyone had thought it was him, that he had changed the Doll to a "Woman" even h… Continue

Elexin had been feeling it in his bones for days, since regaining most of his memory back. He knew he was different than he had been recently so he fell back into old familiar patterns. The courtly manners and the dark manipulations were easy for him without the recent moral restraints... he found himself at odds though with the notion of his Mate, Daloki, being distant to him. But worse yet was his attraction for the silver skinned creature, Carol, an extention of the Weaver tainted by the Wyrm… Continue

I opened my eyes to darkness and the feeling of every nerve in my body on fire... I knew what she was doing .... she had drained me of all the blood that I had stored.... and had flushed it from my body... the Beast was starting to gnaw at my gut. The unquenchable thirst was playing at my lips. And through it all I could hear her soft cooing voice beckoning a long suppressed part of me to show itself. She didn't realize how much I had changed... how much time and the nature of the universe had a… Continue

Elexin had slipped in amongst the resistance forces on Worlds Crossing, just another vampire in the ranks... he could smell the imposters but couldn't single them out. Many of these new troops were the dregs of society. Tye and Havoc were really scraping the bottom of the barrel now. Although part of him was already grieving their loss he also knew that he had to get the infiltrators out. That pitiful Psych Screening... Bah... a Glamour here, a mental tweak there and ... I was in.

I set the cha… Continue

I stand upon the crest of the world looking down at the Kine moving back and forth like so many ants waiting to be crushed..

I see the spot where Romausi foolishly lay down his existence.

I am no longer friend or enemy, vampire or mortal, saint or sinner.

I am Elexin the Malach ha-Mavet ... Now I become Death, the destroyer of worlds .

Stretching forth my hand toward the spot where my son died.....

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