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Love your page, love it so much that it's the first time I'm signing someone's guest book!
It's
good to find someone who shows such passion and dedication to something
that is also so dear to me: Vampire: the Masquerade!
I loved Talaeriel ( sp?), the story was wonderfully written and the character really seemed to be alive ( dead, I mean! )
I
only have one remark, which is, of course, just a different point of
view: don´t underestimate love, even love among vampires. True love can
be a way of finding some redemption in a World so dark and terrible,
and in mho what good is it to play in such darkness if not to seek some
light and redemption? Oh, but that's just me, just a dreamer...
I'll be back! Promise, I will! ;-)
I love your enthusiasm. It's really good to see. I don't vie for
feedback like most I know, but I certainly do appreciate receiving it.
I enjoy working on my site. I get ideas and I get excited when I see
what I'm going to work on next in my head. It's fun. And I've played
Vampire for so long, it seems, that thinking of its angles once a day
is just natural..
I certainly do not underestimate love.
::smiles:: Not by a long shot. However, in the case of Talaeriel and
her line, love simply isn't a factor. They were designed to be the
villains that are villains by blood and desire. They don't care to be
redeemed. They don't yearn for the light. They have inherited a
blessing or curse from a being whose cognition is beyond comprehension
- and it took from them the ability to love. Perhaps worst of all is
that they don't miss it, and they don't miss being humane, either. Part
of the whole horror of seeing such a being is knowing that they are so
far from being human, and even far from what most would consider being
a "normal" monster, and they are proud of it. Even if there was some
way that they could be changed, they wouldn't want to be. They'd fight
till death against it.
They fill a small niche in the WoD, and
those that come up against them learn to appreciate the villains that
do have the ability to love. Therein, at least, is some weakness (and a
weakness that most can at least understand).
Kismet |