A groan of tedium escapes me. Startling the fearful. Is this a test?. It has to be. Otherwise I can't go on. Draining patience. Drain vitality. This paranoid, paralyzed vampire act's a little old.
So familiar and overwhelmingly warm. This one, this form I hold now.. Embracing you, this reality here. This one, this form I hold now, so. Wide eyed and hopeful..