- I never had the chance to REALLY live, not once. That is, when I did have my chance, I screwed up and somehow ended up dead. Of course, that would bring me to where I am today, the 'undead'. I can't remember much of the time that I had lived, nor who I was back then. All that I know is that for today and the rest of my life, my name is Lady Estella Rose. I was named after the vampire who adopted me, a kindly stranger who had stumbled upon my lonely grave in the night. That was my first undead birthday, the day I had been 'revived' by the stranger into the world of the dead. My new 'life' had begun that day as Lady Estella Rose, and to be honest, I wouldn't have it any other way. I do wonder, however, what kind of horrible person I must have been, since my grave was found alone in one of 'mothers' walks in the forest. What must I have done for someone to hate me so much to have buried me alone?
- by Madame_Raine |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 12/09/2010 |
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- Title: Prologue: "Eyes of Red Descent
- Artist: Madame_Raine
- Description: NO COPYING THE TITLE of my story or it's contents. I am continuing this story in my profile if you want to read it. If you want to continue seeing it here please comment me and I will post it up.
- Date: 12/09/2010
- Tags: prologue story
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Xander Song - 12/28/2010
- It is quite interesting, I would like to read more
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- i_special - 12/24/2010
- the beginning sounds interesting, though the vampire theme isn't my favourite for it is so popular. 3.
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