I wonder how you might feel, receiving blessings from one such as I on this day?
Legend tells that within the Glorian order, the Mother Goddess and the High God birthed all creation beneath the mistletoe. Thus, lovers share kisses beneath their boughs, praying for a love that lasts a lifetime.
Humans, though frail, know how to find beauty amidst desolation. We, Vampires, can only envy them from the shadows. Our heightened senses expose us to the world's harshness, leaving us with naught but rage, hatred, and madness.
Yet I pray with all my heart that the Gods grant us peace.