Vampires: An Essay Collection

Vampires: An Essay Collection

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In recent years, the vampire has become synonymous with eroticism and seduction; he has become, "Gentleman Death in silk and lace, come to put out the candles." (Rice). The vampiric myth, however, dates at least as far back as Mesopotamia, with our modern interpretation of the vampire emerging in the Balkans during the 18th century. With each new iteration of the vampire mythos, the tale has become a mirror of the era in which it was written; each version of the vampire tells us something about ourselves previously unknown. And each iteration adds more complexity to a myth that has sunk its teeth into at least as many countries as people. Like the vampire, we are both devoted to and repelled by faith. We seek to understand the nature of morality and the complexities of sin; we see ourselves in the dark plight of the vampire- in his loneliness. Mankind, like the vampire, is full of outcasts; creatures longing for understanding in a mysterious world. The vampire and mankind are two sides of the same coin. Who is to say which is more real? After all, "the world seems full of good men, even if there are monsters in it." (Stoker).
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"I wanted her to be mine, and now I am going to have to watch her be someone else's. No matter how hard I will try not to fall for that beautiful face, those dark lava like eyes in which I would burn, that void-like voice which I would hear until I deafen, those heaven like lips that I would conquer off desire, I will fail. So I will continue to crave her, to yearn her, to ache for her. She is my covet. She is the blade that will stab right into my heart and yet I will thank her for noticing it in the first place. She is the heaven I watch from hell. She is desire. She is destiny. She is the illness I will happily accept upon me. And now, I will have to watch her be someone else's. Someone who is the shadow beside her. Someone who isn't my shadow beside her, someone who isn't me. " VAMPIRE X WEREWOLF A MYSTERY ENEMIES TO LOVERS (?)

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