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| The Master |
| "God never did anything for you, but I will..." |
| If there is any man I owe gratitude it is The Master. He loved me unconditionally, and he didn't judge me. He never touched me the way men do. Yet, he wasn't enough because to be loved by someone is not the same as falling in love, and I was looking to fall in love. It was something I had never had in my human life, the first time I mean ~ was it ill of me to think I deserved to fall in love in my vampire life? |
| The Master didn't approve of Angelus, not at first, anyway. I didn't want to hurt The Master but I needed to leave, wanted to leave, but I still betrayed him. And he let me leave - why? So I could learn from my mistake just like a daughter. When I returned to him, my savior, he still didn't judge me, and only he could see that I was broken. I was the answer to The Master's loneliness, but he wasn't mine, not in the way I so desperately needed and wanted, and part of him always knew that. And now he's gone, murdered by the Slayer, but I see him in my sleep. I see so many things in my dreams, so many horrible and wonderful things. |
| The Master knew me, he knew the girl before Darla, and he understood me completely. Lindsey tries; I think The Master would have liked him. Sometimes I still hear The Master singing to me, such a lulling and gentle voice. Even when he scolded me in his court he was never truly angry at me; it was all a facade to fool the others, so they wouldn't think him weak or soft. After he'd always apologize to me. I was his favorite and wherever he is I know I still am. I wish he was here, though, because he understood the jasmine. And maybe he'd be happy to know that I have finally realized my mistake when I went searching to end the loneliness. It took me one hundred and fifty years, a stake in the back, a raising, a re-siring, and a baby to realize but I know now, and that has to mean something, right? |
| Hm, four hundred years and still too short. |
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