moral-cipher:

“Our old rituals? No. That part of my life is over. I have no wish to resurrect it.

As for ‘fun’, the notion was anathema to our way of life. We permitted ourselves two pleasures: the twin trances of the blood and the Sabbats. I did enjoy those, even if it was a desperate kind of elation that animated us at those times.

After my ascension to the role of Coven Master, I participated less often in the dancing, being expected instead to preside over my flock in their revels. But I would join them occasionally, to reassure them of my faith. There was a kind of innocence to most of them. They truly believed we were all brothers and sisters. For a while, so did I. There was some peace to be had in that.”