Ruby Thar Celt, Journal

[Ruby Celt]

Ruby Thar Celt



With TwoHundred years to my thoughts,
And a member of Vlad High's Sanguin Coven!

I only dream because I have nothing else


My Mask Is Fading While My Pain Is Glowing

[Ruby Celt]

On the front of the notebook were photos of place she wished one day she could go. She had made shre that they all had some type of color in them other then white. White had reminded to much of the walls at the asylem.The binding now had light blue slik ribbon holding it to gather. It was going to be her tenth journal this time no one was going to be anilaizing her thought or what she had truly ment to say. Her thought were going to finally be her very own.

The inside cover held yet more photo onlt thistime it was of people. Beautifl people of all color shape and sizes even some that she chaned there coloring to. In big bold letters on them it read:

Ruby Thar Celt

If you read this any futher, then this might
make you just become like me. So please
stop and retrun to
Ruby Thar Celt
In Sanguin Coven dorm # 9

I am a dreamer that never dreams,
I am a dreamer but I do not dream,
I am a dreamer because I have nothing else!

[Ruby Celt]

~ Entry One ~

I guess my new school is not all that bad. The people here seem to be nice enough. Anything is better then that palce I was in. I wonder if eople are going to star worrying about me. My pareents never did. The put in the asylems, they left me to fend for my self at that store. I am the only one that my perent think they can live with out.I will try to make friends here. Ok so if my only friend be my roomie then so be it that is the way it will be.

I have been so hungery as of late. So much so that i can taste the human blood in my mouth as I write. It is so intoxicating and almost over welming....almost.When fear is running deep in their vains it just makes it all that much more pluserable to drink from them. Fear in humans somehow alter there blood making it so much more inviting to drink. It make them soo sooo yummy. Mmmm My mouth waters just with just the thought of it. The need for blood is never ending. It make you feel so a live when you drink from a human.

So I have been thinking on way my perents left me. I think it is beacuse I scared them with how much I thirst for blood. Maybe I was thrusting more then what they ever did. Maybe my power was something they never seen before or was far greater then theirs so they just didn't know what to do with me that they stuck me in that awful place hoping they could help. Those places were always filled with such sadness and never any light.

Oh the sun how it felt so warm upon my skin. Its touch ever so gentale as i would star to sparkle like one of the fae from a fairy talr story. The sun fills me with joy as it dances on my skin of dimaonds. It makes me feel so free and careless. As is I could fly and touch the sun my self. But then the darkness comes and whisper evil in my ear. Telling me how i am just like it. How I must be just as evil since i have to stay out the light. Humans must never see me in the day. Mmmmm there blood soo tatey. Mmmmm.

My lips flow crimson red with theier fragel life dancing upon them.
At my whim I my change them or kill them.

Well this is Ruby saying sparkel till next time.

[Ruby Celt]

Enrty Two

MMM the blood calls. It is calling more then it ever has before. It seems as if my thurst is growing stronger everyday. I am hoping that I can handle this new craving. I have been affraid of going into town just in case I go on some type of crazy feeding spree.

The past few days my thoughts have started to become my own. The pwople in white are less and less in my head. They rearly haunt my waking hours. I don't see them when I am drifting any more. I am just afraid that with that come lossing my memories. Sad thing is they were the only memories that I had. There just is too much to remember when you live so long. Thing get lost as you make room for new.

I want human blood upon my lips. I have not feed as of late. I belive this is why my hunger is driving me to want to massacure the next town or village that I come across. I feel you only live in a small town if you don't want to be remembered. They are so feakle those humans. They lay clam to every thing that is not theirs to clams. Wich makes me want to open them up and see how they work. What makes them tick. They would do the same to us if they ever found out. Why not hit them frist make them pay for us have to hide. They should be the ones living in fear not us.

I need to get away but how. I want to run but where am I going to run to. I have seen they way we must live amoungest them. We should be the ones they are bowing down to. Drinking freely from are sheep. Not hidding like some rat. Oh how I crave to hunt them like the sheep they are.

I am dancing in snow not ever knowing what the true meaning of of its touch. I envey how they can walk amoungest the sun and feel its warm embrace. I don't even have a memory. For those that are bred and born are cursed with out ever knowing what it truly means to live.

My lips flow crimson red with theier fragel life dancing upon them.
At my whim I my change them or kill them.


Well this is Ruby saying sparkel till next time.

[Ruby Celt]

Entry Three

Tthey are makinking me feel as if I am back with those people in white. I can't take it. I am having a never ending battle of flases of them. I am starting to see them every where. I want to kill them and make them be gone. Make them bleed as they have bleed me.

I want to anyone that looks even close to what I had to deal with. I want blood and I can't seem to think of nothing else. Oh how it flows through the vains of the weak. How it is so easy to make them come to you and feed. The warmth of the blood upon my lips.

My dreams are no longer my own for I am huanted by the mistakes I have made.

I need to get out of here and feed. MMM Blood take me away to another place. A land of endless crimson flow.