Have you ever had a feeling, that your blood, throughout your life cold and dead, is boiling? The body, all the time strong and solid, is trembling and knees, every day still and rigid, buckling? The feeling you are dead inside no longer..that you feel your blood running through your veins again? Had you? I did. I feel it now. Since a time, I felt perfect, I was full of life..in one moment I lost it..forever..so I thought. Then a mistress appeared. She showed me life is not so bad, even that means living amongst you..ignorant people (who thinks he's not an ignoran, accept my apologizes - I don't know you all..and I didn't mean to sort you). If I met you some night and bit you, I'm sorry, I was hungry.