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Well, hello. Thanks for stopping by. Take a seat. This profile is under a good amount of overhauling so please feel free to check back.
I know that this is the area that I should talk about myself but sometimes I think it is more interesting to make one wonder. I consider myself to be a dark soul, not evil...just dark. Dark and old. To smile and joke is a mask that I take on to continue hiding through out the days and nights.
I am a vampire, psy to be exact. But my favorite food is that of misery and despair, I find that to be the sweetest nectar of all. Anguish, hatred, loathing, I find myself drawn to those emotions. Its like they attach to my very core and draw me to them, like a moth to flame.
“Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly,
'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I've a many curious things to shew when you are there.”
“Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair
-can ne'er come down again.”
Now someone might ask me more about myself. In all honesty I am one of questions. While being a vampire I also am a fallen angel (other-kin) that was thrown out for refusing to join a side during the great war. Eh, it happens I guess. Feel free to add me or if you get bored send me a message. I'll be in the shadows, waiting, watching.