[It's uncomfortable to be speaking to someone new, as safe as he is curled up at home as he types, but the wave of words is somewhat reassuring. This Steven is free to speak about himself all he likes.]
Indeed, it isn't the same. Truth be told, I have met a few others like us, but they were only temporarily changed. It is nice, I think, to speak to someone else with similar experiences.
Ours is a flashy form, attention-drawing in all the worst ways. But I, too, have gotten used to it over time. The first few months without sleep were unbearable. Sleep itself can be a dreadful thing, but to be deprived of it completely yet unable to thrive in the dark? It seems like a terrible flaw, and the winter months here are so very harsh. This is my second time experiencing them.
Is soul eating truly so bothersome? It seems to be one of the more pleasant feeding methods available. I have spent time as meat-eating monsters, and the physicality of consuming bodies can be rather vile. In the moment, the hunt is exhilarating, but in retrospect I must question what was going through my mind.
I will be the first to admit that I am not a social creature [understatement of the year] but loneliness is a horrific thing. I have spent far too much time truly alone. Never again.
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Indeed, it isn't the same. Truth be told, I have met a few others like us, but they were only temporarily changed. It is nice, I think, to speak to someone else with similar experiences.
Ours is a flashy form, attention-drawing in all the worst ways. But I, too, have gotten used to it over time. The first few months without sleep were unbearable. Sleep itself can be a dreadful thing, but to be deprived of it completely yet unable to thrive in the dark? It seems like a terrible flaw, and the winter months here are so very harsh. This is my second time experiencing them.
Is soul eating truly so bothersome? It seems to be one of the more pleasant feeding methods available. I have spent time as meat-eating monsters, and the physicality of consuming bodies can be rather vile. In the moment, the hunt is exhilarating, but in retrospect I must question what was going through my mind.
I will be the first to admit that I am not a social creature [understatement of the year] but loneliness is a horrific thing. I have spent far too much time truly alone. Never again.