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[Aurelia]

The stories in this "journal" will reference death, murder, domestic violence, drug abuse, and suicide. If any of this touches on material you are not comfortable with, please continue at your own risk. Information found here is entirely OOC unless discussed.

[Aurelia]

August 30th, 2020.

My beautiful doting concerned wife has it in her mind that journaling is going to be beneficial for avoiding insanity.

She’s fair in her concerns, really, given it’s not exactly normal for someone to say, “By the way, I see ghosts” after their third date before kissing someone goodbye. In all truth, I wish it had been more casual and not awkwardly blurting it out as I was caught staring out during dinner in confusion, watching a spirit vanish behind her after making a lewd gesture. It probably wouldn’t have been so bad if we hadn’t been talking about something serious and my facial expression gave away the issue.

Truth be told, I don’t know what to write about.

I’m a vampire.

My wife, Evangeline, is a vampire, turned by me, after I found her dying on the floor. He had stabbed her. I still haven’t found the one who did it.

My wife turned my sister, Arielle. Knowing Arielle, she said something.

It’s fairly straight forward.

My name is Aurelia von der Marck.

Once upon a time, our family was affluent and well known. We were known for having a vampire rumored running the family before his disappearance. The truth was there, I’d heard the whispers from the spirits within the shadows. Alaric von der Marck had been turned long ago and he had been betrayed by one of our own. I suspect it’s one reason he returned home to Germany, possibly unable to face that there was still a traitor within the halls of the undead.

Or, spirits.

We’re still a family, a strange one at that. I don’t entirely know how to run the line. Hadrian chose to remain after his parents were revealed to be paladin - vampire hunters. Jude and Leonie keep to themselves.

I’ve considered the idea recently on whether or not I want to keep the name or take Eva’s. Sometimes I think it would be easier to get away like I had wanted to originally. A new, fresh start, away from Harper Rock. I don’t know if the ghosts will ever be silenced, it’s gotten worse as my powers go stronger.

Alaric was supposed to help me figure it out.

Some help he was.