Chapter 2: Tabula Rasa
“ The night is dark and full of terrors ” — Game of Thrones.
Don ’ t misunderstand me. I am angry. Furious, on some days. Sometimes even fueled by a heavy rush of revenge when news of our death just keeps on piling up one after another. They are of different covens, yes, but I can ’ t help but to feel a certain sense of camaraderie, to some degree.
Vampires can be cold, but not completely unfeeling.
Those remaining covens out there, some of them are our friends and family. What if they also get attacked? What if we get attack?
As time passes by, and as history keeps trying to tell us, the emergency of the situation is becoming clearer and clearer. Call me frantic, but I ’ d rather die be called crazy, than be not prepared at all.
Thus I start piling up ideas, d
