Enslavement to a illusive Mirror.

Joyless stoicism until the ages end in ash.

There is even yet still, another way: to embrace the feracity within, to sup upon the heat of life itself, to consume with wonton lust.

To EMBRACE the BLOOD.

Toss aside the shackles, set free the beast within.

Join us in the mud as we ride to madness with pilfered vigor.

Vampirism is the choice of the bold.

Penned by my hand on Falsday, the 16th of Haernos, in the year 500 MA.