Okay I rewrote this, my friend wrote the counterpart prequel and we will be writing the initial story together posting the story from two points of view. we will post together at the same time and hopefully it shouldn't be too confusing! I hope that you all enjoy it, those that read it!
Dear Kalinda,
Growing up, quite honestly was a different time entirely for me than one would anticipate. I choose not to say the year I was born, particularly because I do not want to open things up with my age. All one reading this needs to know is I appear much younger than I am.
Child, you mean the world to me and telling you this takes a lot of courage, which is odd to say. I have made a lifetime of brave moments. One of my lifetimes at least, I have lived many lifetimes. I have been cursed dearest one and I wish for you to understand that it came way before you were ever thought of.
I know you know of Kaden, he is unique to my history; it is my hope that you never meet him again dearest, for he is part of your history but not necessary for your future.
My sweet, my pet, my dearest I call you all of these things because I love you with all my heart, they say blood is thicker than water, yet I find that water is easier to swallow due to this fact. My blood does not run in your veins, yet the holy waters holding us together is more binding than having my blood in your system. Blood is a powerful thing, blood promises, such things held by lifeblood.
Our tie does not lie in blood, yet my lifeblood is yours should you ever need it.
I have blood again, I had long ago thought that it had dried up in my veins, I have been watching my skin for paralysis, in hopes that it would not happen. Dearest do not be vain as I once was.
Once I met you, in this modern age of society, I knew that you had stolen my heart, much as Kaden did several many moons ago, only in a different way. A motherly love is different from a fling during younger years. Love is so finicky and that is all I would like to tell you on that subject for now.
I met you long after I met him, and I know that you mean more to me; so when I tell you this gruesome story please do not think ill of me.
I remember signing those papers. The CPS people did not understand such things as breaking a horse, and blindly signed you over to me. I took you home, you were an angel and I felt the need to protect you against everything I possibly could. No one understood that, I outstayed my welcome on the property that once had been mine.
Your mother, a good friend of mine begged me to help her and I obliged. If I had known my presence there would have caused what it did, I would have left.
I had my secret little alcove, woven into the roots of a tree deep In the woods on your property, I don’t know if you remember going there, but I did take you there in the face of that tragedy.
Kaden, he was the problem, the reason behind such age as has accumulated in my life, the reason I hate everything but such an angel as you.
My darling he started the fire that killed your parents, because he wanted to drive me out.
Before then we were doing mundane things, cooking, playing with childish toys I never had as a child. In my lifetime I had raised several children, I was a breeder, born in my time to have children and raise them to perfect adult hood, or let them die in attempts at success. With this in mind it is not difficult to think of me playing with these foreign toys with you cut out pieces of what I now know is cardboard, from a box of the same material, which had puzzle written neatly upon it. Now I know when you read this narration of our time together you will criticize me over my imperfect photographic memory. It SHOULD be perfect, yet it is not. Meeting you made me realize my flaws. Dearest you have taught me so much more than I could ever have hoped to teach you.
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Dear Kalinda.... Love Veronica
VampireLove can change the world. Of course that would all depend on what an individuals definition of "world" is. Love comes in many forms and many fashions and my dearest child... You are my world.