The Journal Of Vincent Du Maurier (Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
— Today seems a more fitting day than most to begin this record. With every last drop of blood spoiled by this plague, I am soon to be a relic. I know my invitation to Hades no longer stands, for all those gods are dead and gone, but if I am banished to the halls of oblivion, I want to be remembered. These pages then will bear the account of my survival, my proof of existence. I have gorged for thousands of years but today starvation nags at the very pit of my core. The temptation sitting mere feet from my chamber piques my voracious appetite. Stephen and Veronica were as surprised as I to discover fresh blood and I knew they found it difficult to resist the smell. Oh, the smell! That enticing blend of sour metal and sweet tonic—intoxicating nectar! We had not smelled blood that fresh since … I cannot remember when … ah, perhaps in the nunnery! I knew if they were clean, I would have to rush them back. All I could think about was bringing fresh blood to Byron, watching him devour it with the elegance I had taught him all those years ago.
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