Count Zorin

Portrait (fictional) of a man whose inquisitiveness and hosted-tourism draws him to a stranger vampires-contemplation for mannerisms under the care of the pensive Count Zorin.

Vampires art/fiction. 

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"Friends, I was invited to Romania, by Count Zorin, who seemed to really like my cyber-writing, my stories about football players who'd become handicapped or under-performing but then took steroids to become literally/mysteriously 'more-human-than-human' and became drawn to stranger depths of metaphysics rendering them as messengers of deep mortal thoughts. I wondered why Count Zorin thought so much of these writing, which I'd made in the American Homeland, for my Selfie age of sports/fitness 'drawn' civilization jellyfish (for doubt!)."

ZORIN: Welcome, prince.

ME: Thanx for the hospitality, and I'm quite intrigued by your aristocrat-image!

ZORIN: Yes, I'm a prototype inheritance-man; and Transylvania enriches me.

ME: I guess you're wanting me to explore my writing inspiration with you now?

ZORIN: That's why you're my guest, prince (Facebook-like!).

ME: You must really like weird art, what with all this 'stuff' about blood.

ZORIN: Blood is circulation, but it's inborn, and not simply water/ingested.

ME: Hmmm, sounds like a smart-guy cannibal joke or something, but ok!

ZORIN: This land of castles in moonlit sky is an invitation for evolution-arts.

ME: That's stranger comment, kind of, Count Zorin...but ok (Facebook-like!).

"Friends, Count Zorin was more stranger character than I guesstimated, wow. He was so darn fascinated by the concept-image of football athletes becoming non-self like in existence because of chemical/emotional 'mutation' by life's choices to become more strong or fast or resilient. It then dawned on me that the often caped and somber Count Zorin, who took notes on my writing while I talked of them and read them inside his Romanian palace (Selfie-like)...was some kind of vampire."

"It was during one supper of zesty Vietnamese soup (something Count Zorin really secretly seemed to be obsessive about for some claimed 'Rationalism' concerning Earthling fascination with easily-consumed edible food which nevertheless exhibited great flavors) that I couldn't simply keep-quiet about my deep-paranoia and had to ask Count Zorin if he drank human blood. I had to know of his stranger lifestyle/sentiments."

ZORIN: You ask question of impression, prince.

ME: I've a mod-classic auto for focus in the American Homeland; long-drives.

ZORIN: You like to 'ruminate' on life's certainties and oddities, prince.

ME: You're a psychic (too)...but I'm not insulting/incorrect about vampirism.

ZORIN: You insist your car-drive personality moved you to interrogate my Self.

ME: Well, I've read vampire 'stuff' and seen films/art; it's not just cannibalism.

ZORIN: That's true, prince.

ME: Well, keep your secrets, Count Zorin; when I return to USA, I'll drive/think.

ZORIN: Go and contemplate all these discoveries of the human network, good.

ME: I'll fill my car-tank with fuel and think of your Pho and my blood-theory!

ZORIN: If I was a vampire, or am...maybe all you need know is of...angels.

ME: Facebook-like (for machinery).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)