Good luck, my dear son, and do not be afraid. If Van Helsing is correct,
then vampires are truly demons, and God will be at your side as
you do battle.
With all my undying love,
Your mother, Mina
Chapter I.
OCEANS OF LOVE, LUCY.
The inscription was the only thing Dr. Jack Seward could focus on as
he felt the darkness overtake him. In the darkness was peace, with no
harsh light to illuminate the tattered remains of his life. For years, he
had devoted himself to fighting back the darkness. Now he simply
embraced it.
Only at night could Seward find peace with the memory of Lucy. In
his dreams, he still felt her warm embrace. For a fleeting moment, he
could go back to London, to a happier era, when he found meaning
through his place in the world and his research. This was the life he had
wished to share with Lucy.
The early morning din of milk wagons, fishmongers' carts, and
other merchant vehicles rattling hurriedly across the cobblestone streets
of Paris intruded on Seward's dream and thrust him back into the harsh
present. Seward forced his eyes open. They stung worse than fresh
iodine on an open wound. As the cracked ceiling of the stale Parisian
flophouse room he had been renting came into focus, he reflected on
how much his life had changed. It saddened him to see all the muscle
tone he had lost. His bicep sagged, resembling one of those hand-sewn
muslin tea bags after it had just been removed from a teapot. The veins
on his arm were like rivers on a tattered map. He was a shadow of his
former self.
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