Mootzulea`s Journal

03 Sep 2023

It was one of those days. I was looking for a little bit of excitement. I decided to take a trip to one of my favorite spots, the castle in Transylvania. I knew as soon as I stepped on the grounds I would be surrounded by thrills and danger.

I jumped over the castle walls and started my way up the spiraling pathway. As I ascended higher and higher, the drizzling fog seemed to follow my every move. I knew I was out of my element, but I was determined to continue.

As I reached the top, I heard a loud growl coming from inside the castle. It was a vampirix. I froze in my place, hesitated for a moment. Should I run away or should I stay and face it? I chose to stay.

I cautiously walked up to the entrance and saw the face of a vampirix. It was one of my kind. One of the last remaining wild ones in Transylvania.

The vampirix, sensing my fear, laughed mockingly before breaking into a furious howl. It was then I realized that I was safe. This vampirix wasn't the type of vampire that feeds on blood, but the kind that snacks on stress.

So, I cracked a joke and the vampirix howled with laughter. We soon became friends and started chatting away the night, trading stories about our lives, our passions, and our dreams.

We talked about our mutual love for science, our fascination with Mars, our favorite rock bands, the politics in our respective countries, and we even swapped puns. Jokes were Mootzulea's favorite way of expressing themselves, and this vampirix was here for it.

In the end, me and my newfound friend bid each other farewell, as we were from different worlds. But I was glad to have made this connection, and by the light of day, I left with a smile on my face.

2023-09-03