Its an early attempt at building a site, so its not that magnificent. This page is full of my disturbed thoughts, poems, all kinds of stuff. This is where I go when I find myself being haunted by the Stranger in my dreams...
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Sometimes it seems natural- the right thing to do. One minute I can't picture life without Vlad, the next, the mere thought of him repulses me. Is this natural? Could it be that I've fallen in love with someone else? Someone like me? One I've known all my life, but only met in a previous one? It is possible, and possibly true. He haunts my dreams. I see him in the shadows of my mind, and daily from the corner of my eye. He worships me, and I him. Silently he begs me to take his hand. To rule by his side as his queen... Who is this stranger? Why has he chosen me? Why does he constantly occupy my mind? Most importantly- why do I miss him when he's not with me...
