![]() ![]() ![]() Strigoi are undead vampires, immortal and twisted, who kill when they feed. The Moroi are living vampires, good vampires who wield elemental magic and don't kill when seeking the blood they need to survive. In my world, there are two kinds of vampires who exist in secrecy from humans. My prince had been turned into a vampire-a Strigoi, to be specific. And my prince? Well, that was a long story. Any day now, this dream-no, nightmare would end, and I'd get my prince and happy ending.īut there was no happy ending to be found, at least not in the foreseeable future. Surely I must be a princess in an enchanted sleep. There were days I thought I'd wake up and discover that recent events in my life hadn't actually happened. After all, there'd been a guy in the class that I liked, so how could I be expected to pay attention to literary analysis? Now, three years later, I understood the poem perfectly.īecause lately, my life really did seem like it was on the precipice of being a dream. One of the lines was, "If your eyes weren't open, you wouldn't know the difference between dreaming and waking." It hadn't meant much to me at the time. ![]() Once when I was in ninth grade, I had to write a paper on a poem. ![]()
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