Leviathan: Blood Jitters (Vampires, Part 3)

Third/final part of my trilogy about vampire-dominion(s) 'quills' finds the narrator/adventurer finding 'cool'-closure of his Euro-journey with a tavern misadventure worth a weight in arrows-of-fear.

Vampire trilogy (3rd-part). Thanks for reading (Happy Summer), 

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"Friends, I had now found the right-language to create my final write-segment of my 'fantastic' Euro-trek adventure for inquiry and weaponized 'IQ' for the mysterious dominion of blood-immortals, of vampire dark magic for leviathan/uncertainty. Now, I'd already found some great lengths of personals-satisfaction for the journey into that region of Transylvania (and Romania) where ancient/modern ideas about non-standard cannibalism made for incredible storyboard ideas about alternative-lifestyle for human realm comment and social media hyperbole (Facebook-like!)."

"Well, as my journey drew to a close, I found myself one last time taking panoramic visions scopes of things of what made vampires, specters of Earth who drank human blood for vitality and immortal thoughts, such an unusual 'breed' of humanoid 'characters' for the qualia and ornament of isolationism 'theory' and hyperbole (ok). I found myself gazing on images of 'characters' like Vlad the Impaler and Van Helsing and wondering why/how vampires had become a preoccupation for those talking, writing, dreaming, fearing, and venturing about the scales of bizarre organic life. After all, as a normal 'overground' man of the West, I knew/thought water was the key-to-life, not blood. I mean, we humans looked to Mars for signs of water for clues to the detection of intelligent non-human life. The vampire, the immortal 'creature' of blood, was in contrast a portrait of things...alien and darkly exotic (Selfie-like!)."

"I found myself drunk at a Transylvania tavern when a duo approached me, man and woman, in arms and drunk themselves (ha). They whispered in my ear that they'd heard of my street-rep as a curious weapons-inquisitive man wandering around Europe with questions about immortals and blood-ingestion as non-standard cannibalism study for leviathan/uncertainty and personal journal coloring (ok!). They told me they were vampires and descended from vampires and offered me absinthe and the mercenary-contract to kill a rival trio of blood-suckers lurking in the alley behind the tavern. I agreed and used my arrows to pierce the hearts of each of the three 'adversarial-gargoyles' and promptly returned to drink more absinthe with my (vampire?) employers. The duo then whispered it was merely a challenge and not to be taken academically; and that they wished to simply use me as a lame-duck killer in a Romania 'rich' with random vampire feuds. I didn't know what to think and fled from their sight (Selfie-like)."

'Well, before I returned to the American Homeland, my home in the West (ha), I decided to close my journey of adventure/meditation with a 'cool' visit to a European cemetery (by a church). I prayed for the lost-souls in this dominion of shadows-and-fog. I had to conclude what made vampires so much more interesting than werewolves and ghosts (arguably!) is their non-standard cannibalism 'visage' which (uncomfortably?) linked to a conscious-like bent to make monstrosity...sovereign. Was the vampire a 'being' of theater? Was the vampire the real/actual dark-side athlete (for leviathan/uncertainty)? What do you think (for the gods)?"

"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)