Cariad - The Beginning

Cariad is my good friend & confidante I know her as I know no other. Cariad said to me "MissTeaK you are a good & true friend, I ask you now as I feel you are a part of me, would you, could you please tell my story".

"Your story Cariad is long" I replied, "however if you feel it will help, how can I say no".

I have said yes to Cariad & given my word but where do I begin? How do I start? Where do I start? They say start at the beginning, but is this always I good place? What is the begining? Is the day Cariad was born in Scotland, or the day she fell off her bike in England, or the day she set foot upon a ship to Australia? Where does a story really begin?

This one begins with the love of Cariad's life, the reason for all that she is, for all that she does...her daughter Nagem Naej. Nagem Naej was born to Cariad in the January of 1998. Cariad was an old lady of thirty years when Nagem Naej arrived after thirty-six hours of labour. Nagem was blue, but Cariad was triumphant for she had avoided the jamming of enormous needle into her spine & the threats of the Cesarean scalpel. She had her daughter in her arms & the news that a twin had never survived past three months was muted, almost ignored by the joy that Cariad found looking into Nagem Naej's eyes & feeling the strength in her tiny fingers.

Nagem Naej was a beautiful baby, a doll with tufts of blackest, black hair and skin of an Asian hue. Nagem's father was 1/8 Chinese, his great grandfather a emigrant to Australia who panned for gold. By the age of 18 months Cariad's beautiful doll had become a blond haired, blue eyed epitome of the Aussie "little ripper" and was breaking hearts with her wide eyed, cheeky grin.

Nagem Naej lived with Cariad in a moderate two bedroom apartment close to the beach. On fine days they would take walks in the afternoon when the heat of the day had started to mellow They would run onto the beach, throwing off their sandals to feel the coarse sand rub on the soles of their feet, the breeze of the salty air brush against their faces & listen to the waves lapping. All thetime ever so diligently searching for treasures, of shells, starfish & pieces of coloured glass polished by time in the sea.

They were pleasant times, wonderful times, if only we were able to see the beauty as we live it..there in that moment at that point in time did Cariad realise how wonderful her life was? Does anyone ever really? I know I don't...or do I...just maybe after all these centuries of being vampire I have finally learnt to appreciate the here, the now

I have a family of half a century & more.
A castle and lands of great beauty galore.
An army with Warriors & Mages who fight
With War Dragons that hurl fire whilst in flight
And the most wonderful King (who would fly to the ends of the worlds for me, fight dragons & ogres & dodge fire balls)
Oh how he makes my heart sing.
I am so lucky to be so in love
My good friend Cariad has been given the shove!!!

Ummm, yes, umm so sorry I forgot I was telling Cariad's story & got all caught up in my own wonderful life. In fact I must go..I must run...for me MissTeaK is going to have some fun.

The Goddess Touch - A healing performed.

MissTeaK felt the waters of emotion calm within her as the Goddess held her in her arms, the sorrow lulled & her heart began to mend. The Goddess's ethereal touch was absorbed into MissTeaK's very soul & as her soul vibrated with healing, so did her resolve grow & strengthen. She would remember those lost but not dwell, for there were many more that needed her love & support, those that were not lost to the clan, those that were strong & loyal to the blessed union of the We Are Blood family.

Queen MissTeak wiped the tears of blood from her cheeks, as the Goddess released her from the embrace. Kneeling at the Goddess's feet she thanked the Lady of All for her guidance & support

"Oh great Lady of Love & Light
Goddess of the day & night
You brought me back from my despair
With love & wisdom you did repair
My heart, my soul, my strength of mind
Thank you, Thank you the bell doth chime
Free of will & strong of faith I do decree
My soul is yours & I will always be
Your loyal servant, your loving friend
I kneel at your feet until the end.
Blessed be"

MissTeak looked up into the face of the Goddess & there she saw purity. She knew in that moment as she never had before that she was one with the Lady, that all life emanates from her radiance. Lost in the moment MissTeaK did not realise the Lady was fading, ever so slowly becoming a whisp of light, a shadow, smoke, mist, fog and was gone from view...forever living within MissTeaK & all.

MissTeaK is tall & graceful, she stands in a fluid motion, effortless & turns to face the looming entrance of the great family castle. There standing in the shadows of the doorway, she sees him. She lets out a small gasp, her heart skips a beat & she feels the heat rise to her face as she recognises her King.

The Bite of Oblivion

My lips feel warmth
My teeth find purchase
My fangs pierce the taunt firm skin
My heart races
My pulse quickens
My arms wrap my victim in embrace
pulling them in firm & hard against my body
as the I feel the first drop of their blood mingle with mine
I can feel their fright, their exhilaration, their ecstasy, their total oblivion to all around them as they succumb to the sweet darkness.

They feel my lips, full & soft press against their skin
They feel my teeth, secure a hold
They feel my fangs, sharp & smooth, quickly. efficiently pierce their skin
Their heart races
They try to pull away
Their pulse quickens
They lose all sense of time & place
They are no longer afraid
An exhilaration takes over, they feel a warm ache spread throughout their body
They lose themselves in the dark warm embrace
Welcoming their oblivion!

Tears that bleed. The loss of a sister.

MissTeaK sat on the cold hard steps of the castle & cried tears of blood that streaked her face as the cold hard rain hit her head on. Was this her heart breaking or nerves & anguish making her feel so raw & vulnerable? Maybe she would never know but as the Goddess watched over her in her hour of despair she knew deep inside that all would be ok. That soon the tears would stop & the pain subside. MissTeaK knew in her heart of hearts that the Goddess would provide the support & love she so needed to get through this battle of emotions that raged with in her. MissTeaK believed that she had a strength of character to over come all...and that she would!!! It was her vow to herself, to her family, to her loved one...she would not let them be defeated.

Queen MissTeaK pulled her legs into her, hugging them, oblivious to the cold rain & the relentless wind, she sobbed & wailed for the loss of her sister & friends. "Oh Goddess of my life, of my guidance...return to us those that we have lost", she cried aloud.

Finding strength & power return to her she stood and threw her arms into the air, face to the sky. Thunder broiled & lightning flashed & with all the power of the magical forces within & without she beseech ed the Lady of All with these words....

"Goddess, hear my prayer this day, bring her home I say.

For my heart does bleed, please hear my need.

May all those that are lost, be found at no cost.

To the happiness & love, of those above

And so it harm none...so mote it be".

The sky grew quiet, the rain became mist & the wind did howl as the Goddess descended towards Gaia mother earth. She wrapped her daughter in her silky embrace, holding her to her ethereal body & waited for calm to return.