My brother and I are used to solitude. It's simply a way of existence for us. We're unable to stay in one place very long due to circumstances with the Volturi. They wiped out almost our entire coven. I feel vengeance for them yet a sort of pity as well. They call themselves the lawmen of the vampire race. I believe it's a front. Who put them in charge anyway? They are full of themselves to the point of even considering themselves as saints. What's all the hullabaloo about St. Marcus Day? I hardly think he's a saint. That's just ludicrous! They may have power now but mark my words, they should bide their time wisely, never stop looking over their shoulders for my brother and I ARE rebuilding our coven and we WILL take back that which is ours.
Currently we are traveling across Romania, we have purchased several residences which we are renovating with intent to convert to rent as guest homes or sell. The process will be slow but that's to be expected and is not at all a problem. As the saying goes, 'All good things are worth waiting for'
With that said, I will close this short diary entry. It's nearly 2AM and there is a shady pub in town that's about ready for last calls. If I make haste, I can get there just as they roll out the last drunk of the night. Lucky for me, not so lucky for him....
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