Post by johnparks on Apr 30, 2005 16:42:32 GMT -8
"wake up, it's time to get to work"
"wake up. New city...new chances."
Parks opened his eyes and pulled himself out of the blanket wrapped around him and crawled out of the bathtub. He turned off the alarm clock and stared at himself in the mirror.
"I'm clan Toreador. I will never betray the blood. No matter what. They respect beauty I do not fault them for there hatred for me. I am all that they hate."
The mirror reflected the torn tattered face of John Parks back at himself. He forced himself to stare and stare until he couldn't stare anymore. Then plastic replica of his face went back on and he dressed. He needed to start making something of himself in this city. He needed to show it that what it was to be Toreador...
"wake up. New city...new chances."
Parks opened his eyes and pulled himself out of the blanket wrapped around him and crawled out of the bathtub. He turned off the alarm clock and stared at himself in the mirror.
"I'm clan Toreador. I will never betray the blood. No matter what. They respect beauty I do not fault them for there hatred for me. I am all that they hate."
The mirror reflected the torn tattered face of John Parks back at himself. He forced himself to stare and stare until he couldn't stare anymore. Then plastic replica of his face went back on and he dressed. He needed to start making something of himself in this city. He needed to show it that what it was to be Toreador...
