Post by alexander james mason on Mar 24, 2013 9:11:49 GMT -8
It's okay to be afraid,
but it will never be the same
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It was great living in Europe, everything was but a couple hundred miles away. It was easy to slip through country after country without the need for heavy transportation like planes and boats. Alex had decided that he was going to go to Paris for a couple of days. Buy a few things and just relax in the beautiful Parisian city.
He always needed a new suit. Suits were his main collection. Aside from books and cigars. He loved to buy different suits, he had the perfect idea of what he wanted. Something slightly more flamboyant than normal. Purple.
He had decided to take his prized car, Ferrari F430 instead of just normal running. He was particularly good to himself when it came to objects of material. Alex just wanted the best and he did so deserve it. Especially with the life he had.
It was late out when Alex arrived in Paris. Pulling up to his hotel he allowed the valet to park it. Paris was always lovely at night, the Eiffel tower was stunning all light up. The night sky was clear, and the moon was full. It was just perfect. Checking into his suite he entered the elevator and made his way up to his room so he could dump his belongings and go for a lovely stroll in the cold night.
Once outside again Alex headed towards the Seine. He would find a bar that was still open and sit under the stars smoking a cigar before going for his nightly feed. Each human had a different taste. Their blood was like fine wine. It just depended on the age and nationality. Their lifestyle was also a contributing factor. Alex found the french to be particularly fine. Very vintage. The thought of his eminent feed caused him to smoke the cigar faster than normal. His eyes had dulled to a dark red, he was very thirsty after such a long drive.
He set off towards the streets, hoping to find a poor soul that had lost their way.
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